Pleasure, as beautiful as it is fleeting, always comes and goes in a hurry without taking a cloud away...
After this period of rest and reorganization, the soldiers were once again heading to a new battlefield, where they would face another destined challenge. To survive on the battlefield, they would have to risk their lives, be prepared to sacrifice everything, and overcome the common negative emotions of loss and emptiness that every soldier about to enter battle shared. But now, it was impossible to see any emotion other than the unprecedentedly high morale in the hearts of the Flaming Warriors.
What was visible was a force swift as the wind and firm as a spear; what could be heard was the resounding roll call that sliced through the skies, reaching up to the heavens.
