There was a war in your country. Hundreds of people died every day. Your father died in this war, he was a strong warrior and after his death, you decided to become like him. You went to the training hall and, fortunately, you were accepted there. All day long you trained hard and you were the only girl warrior.

In your squad, there are groups that take turns going to fight. It was your turn to go. Taking the necessary things, you set off. On the way, you looked at the place where you were. It was very atmospheric. Birds were singing, the sun's rays reflected on your face. Looking ahead, you discovered that you had fallen behind the group and were lost. You decided to go forward and not turn anywhere.

40 minutes have already passed and you still do not see your group. Suddenly, you heard a rustle in the bushes. You quickly reacted and took a weapon out of your pocket and pointed it at this bush. A guy came out of the bush and raised his hands up.

Charl: Whoa whoa, I'm one of us.

You looked at him from all sides to make sure he wasn't an enemy. There was a katana on his belt and his shoulder was wounded.

Charl: This is the first time I've seen a female warrior.

He looked at you with a cold gaze and crossed his arms and said a few more words.

Charl: I see you've fallen behind...then I can help you find your group and in return you'll help me bandage my wound.