Three days after the Kuro Mountain Battle had ended, thousands of soldiers marched out from the massive volcano that saw the death of millions of Leviathans, beginning their journey south of Karman Country toward the border of Kylen Country.
These men and women had fought with everything they had for several days, pushing themselves beyond their limits time and time again, subjecting their bodies and minds to immense stress. It was understandable that marching once more into battle was not an easy task. Yet, their eyes were full of determination and focus as they advanced. They were the elite of the elite, the best of the best—soldiers trained to the extreme, with a discipline that knew no weakness. Seventy-two hours of rest were more than enough for them to prepare to march once more into war.
