Hot and sticky substances started splattering onto their faces from every direction. They could feel the substance sliding down their faces. Someone was screaming at the top of his lungs non-stop.

Someone was whimpering while another was loudly sobbing unconsciously. The situation had quickly turned into a dog-eat-dog massacre amongst the soldiers. The horror and terror of this darkness were maddening.

Again, a whistle rang out.

The bonfire coverings were placed back down, allowing the light to illuminate what happened just a moment ago. Hector’s head rolled next to his still upright body. His eyes were rolled upward… consciousness and awareness slowly disappearing from his eyes. His expression concisely summarized what happened on the battlefield. The scene was grotesque, inducing fear to anyone who saw it… it followed San and Biyeon’s plan to the letter… inducing a sense of fear in the enemy…

There were six soldiers left. As if they made a promise to each other, they turned around and ran. With their eyes closed, they started running back from where they came from. But…

Shik-Shik-Shik-

The terrorizing sounds returned. Three...