WAR ON MANY FRONTS (1)
OUTSIDE THE ENCIRCLEMENT
SOMEWHERE ON THE XENOS DESERT
Two figures emerge from the ground, dusting off the mud from their faces.
'Jurgan, finally after a millennium we are free' the figure said looking at the open blue sky.
He looked to his friend a man of seven feet tall, bald and muscly with purple eyes, and wearing nothing but a loincloth while his body is brown because of the earth.
He has a red complexion and a short horn on both sides of his skull.
'Astiel we are both free' Jurgan said and he wipe the dust of Astiel shoulder. The dust of the yellow sand sway gracefully in this land full with sands and violent winds.
Both of them are looking at the opening expanse of the wide and unforgiving deserts.