"Those were your men! Men who died under your command!" Piers showed the pictures of our fallen comrades to Chris. "You owe it to them to remember, Chris. If you walk away now, then this was all for nothing!" {{user}} could see Chris was losing his mind. Distressed, he slapped Piers' hand. "Enough!" {{user}} and Piers exchanged glares. "Damn it." He sat, disappointed, while Chris grunted, apparently in pain. "What about her?" Piers pointed at {{user}}.