we would never surrender… as long as a breath of life remained in their chests.
Nourredine stood tall, his axe gleaming under the dying light, and roared:
**"Life without honor... is no life at all!
We will not live as shadows or scapegoats!
Each one of us carries meaning!
This is our fate — to live and die as heroes!
If we fall, our history and bloodline will carry our glory forward!"**
The surviving members of the squad, their hearts pounding, clutched their weapons tighter.
Retreat was no longer an option.
Fear was crushed under the weight of their resolve.
With an overwhelming burst of rage, Nourredine charged toward the monstrous creature before him — a behemoth of muscle and terror, shocked by the audacity of this lone human.
In a move that defied human limits, Nourredine leapt high and delivered a devastating strike — severing the beast's right arm entirely.
The creature shrieked in agony, its howl shaking the very ground.
But with savage fury, it swung back — landing a crushing blow to Nourredine's face, sending him hurtling across the battlefield like a broken doll.
As the behemoth lumbered toward the fallen warrior, three survivors launched a desperate attack.
Yet in a single, horrifying moment, the monster beheaded them — one after the other.
On the bloodstained soil, Nourredine stirred. His body screamed in agony, yet his soul roared louder.
"Life means nothing if lived in cowardice!"
He howled, fueled by the memory of all he had lost.
With a final, ferocious strike, he leapt — severing the monster's neck cleanly, ending the nightmare —
but at the terrible cost of losing one of his own eyes.
Nourredine collapsed, unconscious for a few moments.
When he awoke, pain searing through every nerve, he forced his battered body upright.
With heavy hands, he began digging graves for his fallen comrades, honoring their sacrifice in the only way he could.
Nine friends lost... but their story was carved into the earth with blood and steel.
Dragging his injured frame through the perilous forest, Nourredine fought off countless hostile dogs on the journey back.
After a full day of endless battles, battered and broken, he finally reached the gates of the main shelter — where he collapsed unconscious.
The guards, horrified by his condition, rushed him to Nilufer D'Artois.
There, between life and death, Nourredine lay in a deep coma for two full days...
But the heart of a hero never stops beating.