"What words does that Quasit use to motivate those new devils on the battlefield?" The mage gently posed the question but did not turn around.
"He'd say, 'Most of you will die, but your mission is to take down as many enemies as possible before you do! If any fool tries to run away, I'll make you regret not being flayed alive by those devils!'" the Desire Demon mimicked their tone.
"So you've seen the punishment for deserters too!" Lynch's cold voice came, like a frost cast upon the scorching battlefield: "If you had another chance, would you still leave the battlefield?"
"I would, yokel!" Eryies snorted. "This is a blood battle! Do you understand or not? It has no beginning and no end, no hope and no justice, no mercy and no so-called chivalry! It only has sacrifices, a vast number of sacrifices! No matter how long it lasts, there will be no victors, not even anyone to loot the dead!"
