章 278: Aftermath

The sheer size of the battlefield surpassed anything Khan had ever experienced. His group dispersed as the wave of soldiers reached the trench. Bullets flew everywhere, and cries filled the area.

Khan could shut down his thoughts and lose himself on the battlefield. His eyes and ears worked, but he didn't rely on them to fight. Stal and humans filled his surroundings without relying on any specific tactic or strategy. Everyone attacked everyone, often ending up in friendly fire and similar problems that the chaos in the area swept away.

Khan felt whole but also empty. He was one with the world but not himself. His knife never stopped glowing and cutting the air. His feet always kicked the ground or incoming enemies. Blood, dirt, gore, and sweat covered his body as he shot left and right toward every alien that he found.