"We are almost there! Just a little bit more, brothers!" The general suddenly said when he noticed that his men were close to giving up. They have been fighting nonstop earlier to save the young lord of the Rebel Army which consumed too much of their true essence. Some of them even had serious wounds, making their escape slower.
"General, don't worry about us. We will buy time for your escape." One of his men stopped in his tracks. His words made a few others halt.
Looking at them, the general was touched but he was also furious. He pointed his remaining arm at the man and shouted. "I don't want to see more of you die in front of me, but if we have to die, then we must die together! Do you think I fear death, you assholes?!"
"G-General..."
"Enough nonsense. They are here!" The general's eyes turned grim as he muttered those words. His subordinates followed his line of sight and saw dozens of demons looking at them with menacing gazes.