It was a very different time from the past. In the past when his sister was fighting with them, she was thinking of just how to pass the time. After every battle, they would drag the dead inside while the rest of them stood guard. Rosa would in the last place take down her opponent and stare at the sky. One would think she had lost everything in her, the eyes were without life and there was no focus left in them. She would take the sword and drag it in with the others. There were no external emotions. While soldiers would cheer for the win. For his sister, it was just like another day in her life.