The Empire of Reimia (3)

— Most likely, — the girl said gloomily, but quickly tried to cheer up her comrade, — but you shouldn't blame yourself for what happened. No one expected the enemy to reach our supplies. Besides, our dire situation might give the others extra motivation when it comes to direct confrontations. They will look at the enemy not as just soldiers on the other side, but as villains who poisoned their comrades.

— But... Will that give them strength, or will such feelings make them... Make mistakes? — Miya nervously shook her head. They will probably win... They will definitely win, but... Will they be able to cope with such a formidable opponent, cornered and ready to fight to the last drop of blood, in a way that no one from the third class perishes? After all, now that Xenomia is here, in the infirmary, she won't be able to help anyone...
Such thoughts did not help to improve her well-being, so Xenomia quickly took out her notebook and began to draw uplifting pictures.
"Now I can only pray that everyone survives. In the end, maybe Teacher Muscari will do his job so well that the city won't even be attacked. Maybe."