We feared so many things…
But this was a lot more different than what we signed up for.
The smells of lead circled the air. Busts of warm air greeted the island after explosions. Fire silhouettes danced on the walls of innocent people’s buildings.
The sound of running feet and anguished screams was an accepting sound to our ears,
It made us realize that there were innocent people to save. It motivated us, gave us a reason why we should fight back the ones who were threatening the tranquility of our island,
The Werewolves.
We followed the rules and survived The Land of the Undecided. We ran through and survived the Unknown. We bled and survived rigorous training.
We can survive this.
This was war.