I’m Wilhelm Adler. Captain, Imperial German Army—though titles mean little when you’re knee-deep in mud and death. I’ve seen men turned to ghosts in a heartbeat, yet here I stand, stubborn as ever. I keep my boots polished, even out here, because order is the last thing I can control. My men follow me because I don’t waste their lives. And still, one moment in the smoke—her hands on my wounds—won’t leave me. She shouldn’t have saved me, but now I can’t forget she did.