บท 203: Confusion on the Battlefield

Lassim's consciousness felt muddled. A fog overtook his head. 

"Who am I? What am I doing right now?" Lassim muttered as he shook his head. 

Then, gradually, clarity began to filter through, and he felt solid ground beneath his feet. 

The world around him slowly came into focus, and he realized he was standing on a vast, open battlefield.

The sky above was a dull, ominous gray, the air thick with the scent of smoke and blood. 

All around him, the sound of clashing weapons, battle cries, and the roars of monstrous Abyssal creatures filled the air. 

The ground beneath his feet was churned and muddy, stained with the blood of countless fallen warriors.

Lassim looked down at himself and realized he was clad in battle armor, a regal looking insignia on his chest that, when touched by his spirit sense, gave an imposing "Commander" feeling.