Life is difficult enough for a Lirian soldier. Training for ten years, hunting evil deimos, solving crimes, facing powerful weilders, keeping the peace in a tension-filled world, each Lirian soldier has a lot on their plate. It doesn't become any easier if you have to deal with a dark past that looms at every corner. How will Lais Felix and Helen Song, two best friends with tragic pasts, handle life as soldiers while running from their past? Will they manage to escape their tragic beginnings? Or will the past finally catch up to them?
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"I feel guilty. If the major had not jumped in for me, Sgt. Willow would not have left him," Lt. Graves says in a depressed voice.
We are currently at the cafeteria, sitting at the table near the window, all huddled up. Beyond the window, out on the field, is Major Lais Felix, just standing there and looking faraway. He's been there for the last thirty minutes, barely moving, just staring.
"Meow meow," Tripod says.
If I could talk cat, I would say that even the cat looks dejected upon witnessing the current situation of his father. The raven feline sits at Lt. Song's lap, blinking slowly, nudging his mother.