Perfectionist

Salvation

General Horndale's POV.

"Right flank! Man the guns! Left flank, switch to machine guns!"

The beasts would not stop, merely shaking their bodies occasionally before dashing at us.

Merely a few hundred meters separated us and them.

It would be over then.

"DAMN IT! WE MUST STOP THEM!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

I feel power coursing through my veins, my hands were clenched and I felt like a bomb about to explode.

"DAMN IT ALLLLLLL!" I roared as I felt my body changing.

Getting stronger.

Getting faster.

"MORE! I NEED MORE POWER!" I growled as I crossed a hundred meters in a fraction of a second, charging at a beast and slamming it into the floor, shattering concrete with a shout.

"DIE YOU BASTARDS!" I could only see red as I killed mindlessly as blood entered my vision.

I had gained power.

I could protect her majesty!

I could become a hero!

I could finally protect my men and the citizens of this country.

But as quickly as that power came, I could feel my body condition deteriorating fast as my power waned,"NOT NOW DAMN IT!" I roared with all my might as I slammed another beast down before I was head-butted straight into a building, my bones crackling and my body bleeding profusely.

For the first time in countless years, I wept.

I wept at my powerlessness.

I had gained such incredible power and yet!

And yet I was still unable to protect her highness!

What sin could I have committed to deserve such a cruel death?!

"WHY?! HAVE YOU FORSAKEN US GOD?!" I screamed at the bleak sly above me, begging with all
my heart for sone miracle.

For some way to turn this disparity around, this hopeless situation into a place of peace!

I closed my eyes as I felt the life bleeding out of me.

It was my end, my time to leave this eart-

"Good man." I feel someone patting my shoulder and injecting something.

Instantly, I felt rejuvenated, revamped.

I opened my eyes and saw a masked figure facing me.

"Who...Are...You?"

"Good form but bad execution. You can't rush mindlessly. These things have weaknesses. Just sit tight and watch.

I saw the figure run out and I followed after them and my jaw dropped.

The person had slashed through that bulletproof skin with just a dagger and moved on to the next before the first beast had even fallen.

It wad a massacre.

Not of humans.

But of beasts.

At that moment, one name rang true.

"Beast slayer..." I mumbled,"She has come."

In under a minute, the beasts has been cleared out, leaving only one.