If they kept fighting, they would probably die anyway.
Choosing what to do was no easy matter.
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One squad captain frowned. "What do we do now?"
"Neither choice seems right."
Another squad captain said calmly, "At this point, we only have two choices!"
"Either we fight and die at the hands of the Chris Pirates."
"Or we retreat without a fight and die at the hands of our own people."
"Pick one!"
Everyone nodded at that.
That was all there was to it.
One squad captain said bluntly, "In that case, the choice should be obvious."
"If we die fighting the Chris Pirates, at least we'll have died defending our country."
"But if our own people kill us, we'll die as deserters and cowards!"
"I think you all know what to choose!"
The others nodded.
The choice was simple enough.
If they were going to die either way, they might as well die with some backbone.
The soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom had at least that much.
Their spirits rose, and they surged forward, determined to fight Kuro to the death.
One of them shouted, "Let's take him down!"
"There are so many of us. If we attack together, we might even kill him!"
"Then we won't have to die!"
That gave them fresh confidence.
The soldiers charged Kuro again.
Kuro raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Good. You haven't lost your backbone."
"Killing you won't be a waste of my effort!"
The soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom found their courage again and attacked Kuro.
Kuro remained calm and composed.
He said evenly, "Dealing with you one at a time would take too long."
"So I'll send all of you off together!"
Kuro leaped into the air.
There was nothing beneath his feet, yet