* Camp of the human army.*
The sun was slowly declining behind the distant mountains, casting its purple glow over the human camp.
Kaiser in Alexander Sulyvhan's body advanced calmly, his tall stature of nearly two meters dominating the crowd of exhausted soldiers who were also returning from their combat.
His silver hair, slightly dulled by the dust of the latest battles, floated with the dry wind blowing over the plain. Just in front of him, the woman he loved more than his own life walked with a grace that even the fatigue of war could not diminish. Her long deep marine blue hair descended in silky cascades over her back, contrasting with the pallor of her nape.
Moreover, Kaiser sharing his senses with Sulyvhan then understood the love the old man bore for this woman. It was only then that he understood that the speech he had given at the time truly came from his heart.
