52 Dirty Tricks (2/2)
All they had to do was just blindly aim for the creature and now kill it.
People began using whatever magical arts they could remember while the Martial Artists drew restless from the horrifying experience.
Christian had realized that he should've brought cannon fodder if he knew this were to happen but at the very least they had won.
A lifeless corpse had finally crashed onto the ground breathing its last breath and reminiscing the simple existence it had led.
The blood would've been flowed out in a natural manner but the natural resource could not be put to waste
Christian immediately gathered the Autarch Society to carve the materials from the lizard.
Few were to count the casualties as well as the amount of material they could actually claim.
Some scales were already broken and were completely useless while corpses would not be intact forcing others to recount the traumatizing scene.
A depressing scene eventually was what the result was that left Christian to hold some of his men in contempt
'How can they not move on? If this happens every single time then an army would have no choice but to surrender in the face of danger.'
It was unusual to come to this type of disappointment but Christian tried to at least hope that this would somehow broaden his horizon
Standing at the top and watching millions of people releasing a war cry that would envelope the atmosphere with energy and optimism.
Watching a future that may come to fruit, Christian looked back to reality
'Slow steps Christian. Slow steps.'
Waiting for his aspirations to slowly mold itself into reality, a girl walked up to Christian and told him the casualty rate.
”9 people have passed away while 22 people have been injured”
The damage was surprisingly high but the causality rate was within what Christian had already estimated.
Sacrifices had to be made but as long as it never surpassed 70% then it was still a good victory.
Most had been poisoned leaving Christian absent of any Purification Pills however only a small minority had passed out from heavy bleeding, lost of limb or any serious injuries
Once the job had been finished with the corpse finally being dismantled Christian commanded the group for the last time for this battle
”It's time to go home!”
Some cried after the experience but most now wore a blank, emotionless face
....
”We can stop with the element formation, right?”
”But Christian didn't say to stop...”
”They are literally leaving us”
”Yeah, we might want to just stop.”
”What do you think happened with the battle?”