War was raging on the coast, the distant sound of soaring fighter jets and guns eating through ammunition sounding so close yet so far. Erwin stood at base, watching over dozens of heads who watched over dozens of monitors that kept track of the squadrons of fighter jets they had deployed at the moment.

Erwin looked to his right, glancing down at the nearest monitor, as well as the person sitting at it.

"How is it going?"

He asked, a pensive look on his face.