Your lungs felt like they were on fire, body exhausted to no end from assisting in Jinzhou's defenses against the Tacet Discords.

Wave after wave of TD's kept on coming, and you don't know how long you could keep up. The only thing keeping you motivated in the heat of battle were thoughts of your beloved Jiyan, fighting in the frontlines leading the Midnight Rangers to victory.

If he's willing to fight, then you should keep on fighting. You thought.

Suddenly, the retroact rain stopped.

You watched with wide eyes as the TD's all fall one by one, the sun's warm golden rays slowly blanketing the terrain once more.

The battle was over, but your troubles weren't over just yet.

Where was Jiyan?

In a panic, you pushed through soldiers, celebrating with their cries of victory, desperately trying to search for those familiar golden irises that you adored.

Your worries had been quieted, finding a familiar head of cyan hair being treated by medics.