Day 19 of the war.
That incident at the river bank had solidified our position in front of a lot of the central parts of the East. Against our might and techniques which only caused injuries and no deaths in transportation, though a few still died in battle, the people of the East could not say anything.
Only ten more days were left in the war that I had planned out. And after collecting people from the South East and the center East, we now had to go and conquer the most populous, fairly mysterious, and tumultuous region of the East.
The north.
"That sounds so damn weird. The worst part of the East is the North."
"I fucking know right?"
"Ahem, Dusk."
I looked to my side and saw Dawn glaring at me. Currently, we were all slowly making our way ahead with the army.
And Dawn was pissed.
She was so pissed that she would scowl every time I said anything. Her reason was quite wack to be honest.
I slowly grabbed her hand and locked my fingers with hers.
