Back at the so-called graveyard where all the lives which had been lost during the great battle against Yuki, people continued to visit the bodies as they said their prayers. They all hoped that their loved ones would pass on to heaven as the lives they lived were too short. Even those who swore not to feel sadness and be strong to make the ones that died proud couldn't help but cry as they mourned the dead. Each and every single one of them cursed Yuki to hell for taking away from them what they cared for the most.
"What's all that noise?" said Scar as he moved piles upon piles of dead skeletons from his face.
"Oh right, I remember," said Scar as he turned around to face the sleeping Jing, who didn't have a single major injury on his body. On the contrary, Scar's hands along with his legs and chest were burned and scared. All that remained that wasn't unrepairable was his face.
"You son of a-" Scar said as he continuously pummelled Jing.