"W-We are all going to die. The b-beast has been released. We were under strict orders to never let it leave…this was not supposed to happen…"
The guard whispered as he rolled on the ground. The toy-soldier design made it especially hard for it to turn around.
The other guards looked crushed at the beast's appearance as well. One of them, who was near Andrew, grabbed his collar to pull him backward.
"This is all your fault. For centuries, we have been stationed here to protect the world from this beast, and now you go unleashing it. Ugh, now we will all die…"
A few soldiers sobbed, yelling something about their 'precious family,' and a better person would have felt guilty.
But Andrew had long since adapted to the mentality that this was just a game, and all of these people around him were not real. That was his way to cope with his heavy burdens.
"Tsk, stop yelling and help us out. Andrew, do we have a chance against this thing?"
