Ret grimaced watching the soldier fall, maybe all this killing has gotten to him. But he quickly reminded himself that they were the ones who attacked first, showing them sympathy was unreasonable - they would have shown him none. [i]This was to save the world.[/i] Right?

Right. 



So he grunted and shrugged it off.


Seeing how poorly the enemy ranks were treated by their own side, Ret felt a pang of indignation - he glared at the one who just raised his weapon against their own soldiers.


[b]"Kill fat one, maybe little ones run."[/b] In the wilds, killing off wolves who attacked - caused their remaining members to flee. Especially killing the fatter ones first. It seemed that Ret no longer considered morag human.