69-A Different Kind of Magic

The darkness consumed the entire camp. But 132-X's eyesight had no qualms seeing through the thick pitch-blanket surrounding the camp. His eyesight greatly improved by a tenfold, seeing every individual alive and dead across the field.

The living ones he saw emitted a vibrant crimson light coursing from the center of their bodies spreading their extremities. That was the first thing he noticed when he looked at the beastman who laid adjacent to him.

He scoured the field and looked for his other comrades. But all he saw were dull dimmed lights from the dead bodies lying on the ground. Even with all the bodies that laid around, 132-X was confident that his missing comrades are still alive, hopefully still fighting and not worse.