"Which means they come prepared with organized combat teams, experienced fighters, proper equipment and coordination.
While we're a random collection of civilians and one military officer who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. They had time to assemble an actual force before getting pulled through."
Ryan's scarred face went pale, then flushed with anger.
'This information is classified! Not available to normal civilians or even most Academy students! How the hell does a student know about Monster portal detection capabilities?!'
But the damage was done.
Everyone who'd heard Damian's explanation lost what little color had returned to their faces.
"I-I don't want to die–"
"Fuck! We're going up against a prepared enemy force?!"
"I don't even have a weapon! How am I supposed to fight organized Monster warriors?!"
"We're dead. We're all dead."
