The sergeant sighed, sitting on a fallen log in the love forest or the magic forest, sitting there in front of the campfire, with his recruits scattered throughout the forest, although not far from where they had the tents and the campfire, It was cold and it was night, he was thinking about the fact that they all were probably going to die and that worried him. They were in the magic forest thanks to the fact that Colonel Otto had sent them to find the Lone Owl Squad, A squad of bears that had gotten lost in the woods.

He remained silent, staring at the campfire, until he heard and felt someone else sitting next to him.