During the war against Perina. . .
Mira frowned, he didn't know how long he had been standing in the area. It was becoming peaceful, despite the fighting going on. Perhaps the soldiers learned, but none came to challenge him. The stench of blood was intense, the constant death caused his heart to thump. He tried to focus on himself, a meditation technique taught by Sensei.
The fight suddenly paused, and many began running. It distracted Mira for a moment.
What would cause everyone to run?
He investigated himself, watching everything. They seemed to be fleeing from something above the castle.
He looked up and spotted the exact thing they were fleeing from. A massive hammer descending. Despite the sheer amount of power behind it, it did not bother Mira. Perhaps it was confidence in his own strength. Or confidence in his Sensei.
