บท 215: 214-Scorched Earth Pt.1

Jovis, Year of Severus, 16, I.R., the 4th day of Winter, Great Dunes

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It was supposedly winter by now and yet all they had was the sweltering heat from the dessert winds. There wasn't a hint of the cold winter breeze in the Great Dunes. Only the warm air and roaring flames kept the land hot and ablaze.

The silver-haired commander had aged a lot during those missing years. With war constantly threatening the border, the silver-haired commander was assigned to lead the charge against the barbaric invaders. But the so-called honorable task felt like a punishment for his insubordination more than anything else.