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Dae, standing in the center, rose one hand and silence returned. 'Haha, I thought people had forgotten about me', he noted and looked over to the old man with a broad smile. 'Seems like it wasn't the case!' He turned towards a high boulder, walked towards it as he spoke: 'We have 15min! Prepare yourself! When the support arrives, you'll join me on the battle field. In the meantime, take a break. I will hold them back!' – 'Hold them back?', a soldier yelled. 'Alone?' – 'Young fella!', the old man intervened. 'You remember the Great War 10 years ago? It was him who put an end to it! Let him do it!' The old man rose to his one remaining leg. 'And when the time comes, we shall fight alongside him. Am I not right ,Wargod?' Dae. He gazed towards the north, a big army approaching, their war cry closer than ever. The only thing that separated them from the army was a wasteland. There were bones, skulls and remaining remnants of soldiers. 'They are near!', Dae stated as he bent over to pick up some weapons. 'They sent some scouts. Well, they should have sent more if they had planned to ambush us!' Dae fastened grenades at his waist, put the guns on his back and he tucked the fitting munitions into the bags of his military green pants. And lastly, he fastened two daggers around his legs. 'Guys!', he uttered. 'I'm off!' With the brightened eyes of his subordinated on his back, he strode forward, right into the wasteland. For his luck the ground was uneven and several boulders of different side protruded from the ground., perfect to use as cover. The man was out the reach of his men, inside enemy territory. Still, that could be considered his domain. 'I wonder what Dean is doing right now? Mom and dad? Well, after this night I will have my break!' He stared towards the sky and that's when he noticed it – the moon. A part of the moon had turned crimson. 'The fuck?', Dae cursed. However, there was no time anymore to muse about that phenomenon. The first yell arose. 'First survive, then see what is up with the moon!' And the soldier whose this yell belonged too also showed up. Dae and the enemy met, yet, before one could make the first move, the light of moon slightly turned crimson, as if it had sucked in blood itself. The scarlet light shone over the battle filed. Right away, Dae put his weapons away and rose his arms. The other solder seemed lost for a moment and demanded: 'What are you doing?' He pointed his gun at Dae but his eyes kept wandering back to the moon. Dae gazed towards the moon as he gave his answer: 'I can feel it, something is coming! Something dangerous! I think it would be better to put the fight on a halt and try to find out what happened to the moon!' The soldier was still pointing his gun at Dae, ready to pull the trigger. 'Put the fight on a halt? Does this seem like a game to you?' (Dae : Damn! People these days have no instincts anymore. I can't be the only one feeling weird!) 'Look soldier', Dae called out, hands still up. 'I'm sure you have heard of me once. People used to call me the Wargod!' This statement sent a shock to the soldier whose sweat wouldn't stop gushing down his pale face. His arms were shaking so much that he had difficulty pointing the gun at Dae or even holding it up. (Soldier: I am fucked! Why did I have to meet him? Why me?) Suddenly a hand came out of the ground right in the place between the two people And damn! That was not the arm of a human...