Marcus stood his ground while the younger soldier chose to open an escape route, but leaving against these foes with such an atrocity committed was too much. "STAND AND FIGHT! I just need a moment!" He shouted back, Less a request and more a command. All three could plain as day see that he would not leave till the dead had been avenged and the living were killed. Each drone was not fully grown, and barely a threat any other time unless in truly greater numbers. More than half the filthy things had been exterminated. Savage was the only way to describe the fury of the knight lieutenant as he cut, kicked, shot, and on one occasion even bit, the filthy creatures. It wasn't long until the Kest were blackened or bloody piles of meat.
Marcus sheathed his sword and pried a broken piece of wood from the degree, firing his pistol on the tip as it caught  and tossed it into the pile of corpses. The gigantic hole that had brought them down now served as a vent for the smoke. Maybe others would see it and investigate.

Without any futher prompting he rushed for the exit with the others, shooting anything that got too close for comfort. He hopes his selfish actions would not cost them their lives. 

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Bartuc felt his limbs break out in Goosebumps as his beloved took charge. He took a glance back and swore on his life that the exquisite woman behind him was an angel, her words reaching his soul. He could only obey and redoubled his fury with a grin and that special spark of madness so familiar to him.
The problem he faced was whether or not he was going to run out of things to hit!