When this unknown war started, I don't know how to cope thinking that it was my fault for choosing Hector over Ares. Maybe it's really my fault so this tire has grown a long time ago. That I might really be the root and end of it.
But when Hector told me about what really happened that day that Papa was shot — which I was also touched — it was so stupid of me to think of that. Hell no this is my fault. It would never be my fault because, in the beginning, everyone had plans for each other. And coincidentally they were preceded by the Aragonese in action. Something that until now I was not sure would still happen — would we die together and at the same time here?
"What should we do next? Most of our men were down. I don't know how it happened but it seems that Ares has more people than before. " I heard Sir Anton say to Hector so I looked at them.
