CHAPTER 269
The number of beasts was beginning to reduce at an astonishing rate, as only a few dozen were left on the field.
Seeing that the numbers were almost cleared up, the Aspirants gained a second wind and began actively trying their hardest to finish them off so they could finally rest.
The control tower and Lincoln were watching the battle through their different devices with subtle smiles on their faces, knowing that the engagement was almost over.
Unknown to them, another conflict was going on on the sidelines.
A battle of morals.
"What needs to be done, has to be done."
"The hell does that mean?" Van almost shouted aloud, but he quickly looked around for a moment before lowering his voice.
Still, it didn't do much to hide his deep anger and frustration.
