A tough situation

"WHAT?!"

Becker just heard that the Yevyagìt breached the eastern gate, and that monsters were rushing inside the city.

"What the fuck is Tiwana doing?!"

"He is coordinating the defense efforts, sir!"

"But why hasn't he asked the band of giants to join the fight?"

"We don't know, sir…"

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!"

He turned to the soldier.

"Call Tiwana!"

The soldier did as instructed.

"Now… tell me what the fuck is happening!"

Becker and Tiwana were friends, but the safety of their city was at stake, and he didn't have the time nor the patience to play it calm with him.

"Arma—"

"Not Armand, General Becker!"

"Y-yes, general Becker. T-the situation is complicated. The 42nd corp has not been able to kill all the Yevyagìts; m-most of them had been wiped out, so I asked them to r-redirect their fire toward the Blirdoth." Tiwana said.

"And where the fuck is the band of giants? Did you call them?"