Fragments Chapter 14 Page 33

seemed to give them pleasure in their quest for blood.

He throws the drone over his shoulder and drives his sword into his chest as he lies on the ground. Just like Leonidas as he finished off the last of the Persians. And like the great king, his fight was not over yet either. Dream or not, he knew he still had about one minute left before the infection took hold. One minute to inflict as much damage as he could.

He charges forward. His sword driving deep through bodies in order to wipe out this swarm and gain some sort of revenge for his downfall. But his legs grow heavy as he trawls through the swamp of bodies.

He slices a drone in two, the sword felt heavy this time, his arms losing strength as the infection