The sun was about to sink below the horizon, its blood-red halo leaving scars on the soon-to-arrive night curtain, as if they were dripping blood, the battlefield was silent in death.
Human limbs and the wreckage of "Legions" covered the battlefield, the dark, brownish blood intermingled with the bright red cores like the flowers of the other shore. Heaven and Earth were both smeared with the hellish colors of red and black.
"Holy, holy, holy. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. O Lamb of God who takest away the sins of the world, grant them an eternal sigh, and let perpetual light shine upon them." (Parts of the lyrics from the "Trisagion" and the "Agnus Dei")
The solemn prayer drifted away with the wind, the crystal turning from pitch black to a dull gray disintegrating at a visible pace, the dull red light of the head sensors flickering.
——I'm really sorry to trouble you like this at the end.
