The battlefield was a storm of chaos. Every step crunched on shards of broken armor, and the cries of the injured echoed across the desolate landscape. Luci, Vic, and Mary moved swiftly, dodging skirmishes while focusing on their mission: to take the injured to the medical tent. Luci saw a injured goblin but ignored it and Vic carried it.
Mary zipped around Luci's head, her wings glowing faintly in the dim light. " why do you hate goblins so much, Captain. Tell me why !" she said, her tone concerned.
Vic, hauling a wounded knight across his shoulders, rolled his eyes. "This isn't the time for all this questions, Mary."
"But we need to know!" she insisted. "Captain Luci, tell us why is there a reason for that did they cause you pain in the past ."
Luci's crimson eyes flicked toward her, narrowing slightly. "You want to know?" he muttered, his voice low but steady.