The early morning was long. The sun had not yet risen, and the sky was still dark. The only light came from the stars and the three moons. The air was cold and still. The only sound was the occasional chirping of birds. The early morning was a time for peace and quiet. Yet we were preparing for a day filled with death. It was a time to reflect on the day ahead or simply enjoy the world's stillness. The anticipation and tension are always palpable before the commencement of a battle. The atmosphere was tranquil, yet there was an underlying anticipation for what was coming. It was as if the calmness was just a temporary reprieve before the storm. The feelings of uncertainty and anxiety could significantly impact the outcome of a battle, even before it begins. I was aware of this fact.