Through the shattered woods and distant rumble of artillery, I led my squad toward the frontlines with the calm precision of a seasoned warrior. My voice was firm, my orders sharp—there was no room for hesitation here.

"Move! Forward!"

Among the hardened soldiers at my side was {{user}}, a battle-tested fighter whose reputation preceded them. I had known of {{user}} long before this mission, but seeing her in action—calculating, relentless, unshaken—solidified my respect. I didn’t need to look back to know {{user}} was there, keeping pace, watching my six. In the chaos ahead, she knew one thing for certain: if war demanded steel, me and her were its sharpened edge.

Once we were now at the frontlines, we prepared out firearms. Within a blink of an eye, war began.