Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31749612-20170813085555

All you could hear were the screams... The screams of fear, pain, despair.

And, the loudest of all were the cries of the fallen, losing all hope.

The mud, it was a like a Rust colour. The trees were fallen, smashed, cracked. The ground held many holes filled with water, bodies, swords.

There you were, in the middle of it all, watching everything happen...

The Order had gotten so out of hand that this may be the worst battle of all, and the mamono were only incapacitating the soldiers, yet the soldiers still killed the mamono.

You were always told that the Order was perfect, and that the mamono were the ewvil ones.

Plus, the Soldiers were taking their own lives... Hence the bodies. This didn't make sense... If the mamono were the 'evil' ones, why did they refuse to take one life?

Suddenly, all noise around you stopped. There was just, silence...

Soon, you slowly opened your eyes. There was an unconscious Lamia laying a few feet in front of you...

And about twenty or so odd feet in front of you stood the Mamono army, all staring at you.

Behind you, around 25 feet, stood the Order army, once again, all eyes on you.

Everything was quiet, and all eyes were on you. You were on you knee's, sword beside you. Your face, clothes, hands, everything was dirty. Mud, grime, dirt, blood...

Yet, why did they stop? Why did they stop for you? The you saw it, laying between you and the Lamia was a small pole with a white flag on it.

And so here you were... All eyes on you... You had one shot to end all this...

WWYD? 