Time moved fast ... so fast, one wouldn't notice until it was too late.
It had already been a month since the war began.
The Imperial camp had shrunk significantly as of late, with the main forces advancing deeper into enemy territory. One could say half the army had already moved, and it was only a matter of time before the rest followed.
Among the units selected to return to the frontlines, one stood out above the rest—Snow Lionheart's squad.
He led his team forward, accompanied by a familiar face .. a young man who seemed lost in thought most of the time.
In war, vehicles were of little use. Their effectiveness was nearly negligible, and so most soldiers preferred to move on foot—especially considering how fast they were.
That alone made the battles feel primitive, almost archaic, compared to the era they were living in.
Every now and then, Snow would glance at the newest addition to his team .. the one assigned to shadow and observe him.
