Slowly Moby's body was being healed, his injuries fading away. Yet, even still, his body stayed numb, his vision continued to be blurry and his mind remained in cloudy pain.
All he was able to see were explosions in the distance, soldiers fighting right in front of his eyes, screaming in the air, some of pride and some of terror, that along with the stench of death and blood, blood and body parts falling from the sky almost like it was simple hail…
Some soldiers were using abilities he never even knew existed, like plasma manipulation, healing from punches, poison slime, even variations of the common abilities such as the ability to create and control boiling water.
All of the soldiers, without any exception, were also in some sort of spirit mode, the souls of various animals surrounding them ranging from normal to even alien-like creatures unlike anything seen on earth.
I'm so sorry for the late chapter! It's exam and summative week for me so juggling things is getting much harder, I beg for your forgiveness, I'll try my best to post another chapter as an apology!
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