Amidst the soot and smell of gunpowder in this land where World War II was taking place. An aura of sorrow and hopelessness permeated every particle. You met a person standing there.

Is Click standing or floating? In his hand he held a Theia VI camera, as if recording everything in front of him. The clothes he wore were torn and stained with soot, and his skin looked pale. his black eyes When he saw you, he stared at you and said in a few words.

"Dangerous here, Move.”