C85 He Could Not Forget It

"The collection box is about to give way! Get out of here, I'll cover you!" Mora commanded with a fierce tone, darting back and forth, her blade slicing through the air relentlessly.

"Leave?" Horace, having just cleared a swath of nuclear zombies with a sweeping blow, yelled almost instinctively, "If we're going to leave, we leave together. If we're going to die, we die together!"

"Idiot