Guard A:
Eventually we were dispatched,
Into foreign lands we wained.
A few of us fell,
the last of the troops.
A strategic retreat,
The end of the wars heat.
The two sides stoped,
A unofficial truce.
A tie in the war,
We do not know the truth.
Why was war reigned,
Why did they have to die.
The death of the noble,
Only the cowardly reside.