War.
I remember it. The scent of blood that lingers in the air, either of my comrades, monsters, or the enemy country's civilization, the moment where all the noise around you collages into one.
Yet, the outcome of war will forever be unpredictable. For me to overcome that I spent countless years forging my intuitions, building and adapting my brain to run through many possible outcomes to win against my opponents.
And my opponents right now are No Name's creature and the orcs
Legion tilts his head back, eyes fixed on the ceiling as if searching for answers within its cracks and shadows. Slowly, he closes his eyes, letting his mind delve into every possible scenario. He visualizes and analyzes each potential outcome.
