It wasn't the first time something like this had happened to Uriel; what occurred right after he first woke up was still fresh in his mind.
This situation worried him. It wasn't normal to feel like only a few minutes had passed and then, suddenly, hours were gone. If this was just an instant, what would happen if he stayed like that for too long? Would he starve to death or something?
Somehow, he felt that if he kept moving forward, he would find an answer.
But for now…
He had to deal with what was in front of him.
Being the tank meant he would always be at the front of the battle, facing whatever horrors they encountered head-on.
Uriel took another heavy step.
But this was just plain abuse.
He took another step as negative energy crashed against his body.
"Even if I've got more resistance than average, even I have a limit, guys!"
"Come on! Comrades, eternal glory awaits us!"
