Myriads upon myriads moved into the front, like waves in a stormy sea. It was chaotic, yet in the vastness of the ocean, for some reason it could also be seen as orderly yet messy and confused. However, each step they took certainly had a clear and well-defined purpose.
Fear had been carved into their very hearts, yet they did not allow it to falter. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With the painful experience of their first defeat, and the stripping of their dignity as living creatures, having greatly wounded their pride.
Once bound by freedom, now shackled by slavery and the fate of being livestock, a mysterious man appeared like a meteor, defying all known logic. Their hearts were aflame; hormones of confidence and adrenaline seemed to ever slow down their time.
