Erwin was already panting as he raised his shield. One of the older men he was with had died in front of him. The shield that person had broken upon the attack of the monster. He died then and there, and his body was later burned by the mages.
Erwin wanted to at least bring back that person's body to his family, but now he was unable to do so. He then saw that the other recruits who were with him were crying for the death of that person, as well as trembling in fear.
This was a battle; unlike the glacier hare they had faced before, the one they were facing now was a true monster. The kind bards wrote about only after most of the names were carved into headstones.
He could hear his heart beating so fast in the silence. He was so tense right now as the monster could appear anywhere.
"Should we just crush the rune-engraved stone to call for help?"
