Without hesitation, you lunge for the troops with slicing strikes, cutting them down before the power controlling them gains the advantage. These brave men had volunteered for this expedition, and followed you with pride, only to be cut down by your own weapons. But you had no other choice. They were dead the moment the shadow darkened their eyes and twisted their minds.

Back outside, you are greeted by somber stares as the rest of the troops watch you emerge without the other squad. No one asks what happened. The truth is written on all your faces. With a wave of your arm, the column continues up the street toward the pair of Square Towers.