Ten hours went by since the start of the War.
The crucible was riddled with corpses all around.
The eyeball cameras only caught dead bodies. The stench had become nauseating but the soldiers had become accustomed so no one felt odd or disgusted.
Pieces of flesh, brains, intestines, hands, legs, eyes, ears, tongues, barely alive men, barely walking men. The Crucible had become a dustbin of a butcher. But instead of chickens, there were Humans. Humans suffered the same fate as animals today.
The cries had become less and less since the start of the war. The voices became lower, the clashes of steel still rang out but it had become tiring and lethargic.
Also, at the start of the war, the whole Crucible was filled with soldiers but now, the soldiers had become less. Their number was still the same but the soldiers who were alive had become less.
The Cannibals were left to nothing as only the Humans and Vampires shared the Crucible now for a good fight.
