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I was blocked by a sword, “Let’s do this.”

I looked up at Mones, his figure gallantly raised up high.

“But! Brother! We can’t face them alone!”

He grins, “that’s right, but We won’t be Akina.”

Fleshy beasts loom all the way to the horizon, a deserted wasteland stands between us, and the beasts. Their mouths were like caverns or tears on their body, their eyes were scattered, bone and flesh alike stood out.

“Because Everyone believes in us Akina. And I choose to believe them.”

“This is impossible!”

Pain, and I was sent flying, my face was burning and the impact left me dazed.

“Akina, what did I tell you before.”

His grin was now a frown, glasses shining from the sun looking directly at me.

He turns back and points his sword at the horde.

“Nothing is impossible, not if people believe in you. Not if you believe in them”

He turns back this time with a sorrowful expression. “You’ve known me the longest. Do you not believe me?”

I sat there in thought, and then I stood up and put my hand on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, the fear got the best of me”

His face turns back into a grin, sword drawn and leaking energy. The hoard closes in, hungry and desperate, the world was fucked to get this far. However…

Our people believe in us. And we sure as hell believe in each other.

Roars rain as the decisive battle approaches.