Pieck tiredly stepped out of the train on her crutch, leaning heavily on it to maintain her balance. The Warriors were tired and exhausted from the battle against Fort Slava, but eventually came out victorious. Some of the Marleyan soldiers were drunk last night, so they stumbled out with a hangover from the previous morning. Pieck's eyes adjusted to the bright light of the sun for a couple seconds before waiting for the rest of the Warriors to leave the train car.

The Festival in Liberio would start tomorrow morning, and no doubt the kids Gabi and Falco would want to go. After all, it was nice to have a break after awhile of fighting. The Warriors' headquarters were in the middle of Liberio too. Pieck yawned and covered her mouth before observing her surroundings for a bit longer.