They were left in the darkened room for some time. There was a sense of dread pervading the room. They were leaderless, rudderless. Timothy knew that it the time for him to speak. Otherwise, it would be too late.
“I have an idea on how to win.”
The rest of the group stopped talking to each other in astonishment.
The girl with Auburn hair responded derisively.
“What would you know newbie?”
For a few moments, Timothy felt convulsed by what to say next. Then, just as they were about to avert their gaze.
“Our group fought as individuals rather than as one. They didn’t have any strategy and got picked off one by one. We need to change that.”
There came cries of “How?” from some.
“We will have our best warriors in the centre and attack in a line. Destroy those that stand their ground first and then deal with those who run. It must be done at speed.”
As Timothy explained in more depth, he won them over with one caveat, he would be leading the charge in the center.
“I will, if that’s what you want. But it’s important that I know all of you in case I need to adjust things in the heat of battle.”
The girl with auburn hair was the first to speak –
“My name is Audrey and I want revenge for the Omega.”
It structure Timothy that she had not cried for her comrades but for the dishonour to Omega.
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