~ And this is what you get for underestimating me!
The creature's vengeful voice echoed as it wrapped its shadowy tentacles around Jack, dragging it with it just as it was getting banished.
"Nooo!"
"General!"
But before anyone could react, he was already gone, the portal closing forever. Despair filled the troops' hearts as they slumped to the ground despondent.
"Woo…"
"General…"
"T-this can't be…."
"He'll be back, right?!…."
In the heavy silence, all that remained was emptiness where he once stood...emptiness and wails of Ephials in the background!
"I don't know. I freaking don't know, but we have to survive for his sake!" The Chief urged, coming back to his senses.
"Just survive? No goddamn way! We have to obliterate those bastards!"
"Hell yeah! Just not now…. Survive first!"
So what if the chances of survival are almost nil? So what if all existing hope is misplaced? As much as one should move forward, bittersweet hope is sometimes the only thing we have.
July 2024, the RPP HIATUS Ends! See you guys then ^_^v