I looked around me after hearing those words.
The battle was still happening all around us.
People were fighting.
People were falling.
People were killing one another.
The battlefield hadn't stopped simply because I had suddenly become terrified of what I had done. Everyone else was still moving forward, because stopping to think about what was happening could easily mean that they would become the next person lying on the ground.
The people who had already killed someone weren't standing around questioning themselves either.
They continued fighting.
They had to.
I could see Morishita-san nearby doing the same thing, cutting down soldiers one after another while continuing to move through the battlefield.
She didn't have the luxury of stopping.
None of us did.
I shouldn't be stopping here.
I should keep moving.
I should keep fighting.
I knew that much.
My body, however, didn't seem to care what I knew.
"I don't want to... kill someone anymore."
