"Fight—fight to the end. Never retreat."
Uchiha Hiko listened to the enemy's shouts as they spread through their ranks, lifting everyone's spirits. They did not want to fight, but fighting was the only way they could survive, so they had no choice. This was the outcome they wanted most, and what they most wanted to happen at this moment.
Even though they could no longer see that terrifying scene, it had undeniably happened all around them. Everything was undergoing horrifying changes, and those who had originally chosen to flee began to panic as well.
"If you want to fight to the end, that depends on whether you have the strength for it."
Uchiha Hiko looked at those stubbornly combative people who never stopped advancing and felt somewhat speechless. They were not strong enough, so was it really a good idea to act as cannon fodder like this?
Still, the idea of charging forward as cannon fodder was not bad. It was just too extreme. If they could think further ahead and use their strength for other purposes, perhaps things would improve.
"Bulma, check the enemy's reserves. When are we attacking?"
Uchiha Hiko watched as more and more power gathered in that mysterious place and truly felt that something was wrong. It was time to make some changes. If they did not act now, then after waiting a little longer, it might truly be too late. Time waited for no one.
Bulma operated a very small screen, her fingers constantly bouncing across it. She looked extremely focused, especially when she glanced around her with such concentration.
"Not done yet?"
Uchiha Hiko watched Bulma's hands tapping away at incredible speed. He had thought it would be settled quickly, but after waiting this long, there was still no result. Wasn't this too slow?