The thunder roars.

The persistent sound of rainfall on cold stone seems to drown out that of my heavy breaths.

In the great distance, I see the lilac hue of the enemy's torches.

Even in this torrent of rain, the fiery manes of their demonic beasts remain undisturbed in horrible majesty.

In the sky above, I see my comrade.

A great warrior, brandishing his divine spear shining with the brilliance of a thousand stars.

As I look upon his noble figure, seemingly filled with unwavering resolve, I could do no less but answer in kind.

Neither of us would back down from protecting the land we love, under any means necessary.

I prepare my own weapon for a fight to end all fights.

As the rain washes over me, I cast aside the fear of not seeing another day and unleash my own unwavering fury.

The thunder howls once more…