The Old Man

The battle continued for so long that they had to retreat far from the boundary. The continuous attacks from where they were had made them feel weak. In the end, as they thought, they were now in the middle of a place close to their centre of defence. The people from the various meritorious gates finally gathered at a predetermined point. Many weapons were available, and they were thanked for filling their guns again.

Oliver could see the humans struggling together. They were looking at each other and trying to survive under such great pressure. The wounds on their bodies were ignored because of this urgent matter.

"We're really cornered, after this we'll probably never really die."

Gerald smiled as he said, feeling pain all over his body. It was not a hindrance for him to show that he was really distressed by all this.

Many of them had wounds on their bodies, but they didn't care about that, it could be healed if they survived later, but if they couldn't stay then it would be life-th