The rain fell on the sand like spears on the skin. The sand was wet, making things slip on the ground. The sky is dark as the black night sky. The thunder was drumming like war drums in the sky. The wet sand moved with the rain, but there was no place to drain the water, only the rain water getting soaked. The water in the sand was not the only thing the sand washed. As one ventured inside the battle, the rain was soaking in the blood from the dead bodies. The royal carriage was overturned with the bodies of the royal soldiers scattered on the ground.