War breaks out in the far north, as the Empire's oppression of the mountain people results in a terrifying backlash. With the one competent leader in the Northern Garrison assassinated, the ignorant garrison commander flings the troops headlong into a highly defended, mountainous position, with disastrous results.  Ikta and his friends are kept as part of the reserves for now, but it won't be long until they're thrust into the war as well.
"My bad, I forgot to come get you yesterday."
"آسف، نسيتُ المجيء لأخذك البارحة"
„Upps, ich hab dich ganz vergessen.“
"Lo siento, ayer me olvidé de ti".
"Lo siento, ayer me olvidé de ti".
Désolé, j’ai mis un jour
à me remettre.
"Ops, mi sa che ieri 
mi sono dimenticato di venire a liberarti."
"Foi mal, foi um dia a mais".
«Прости-прости, совсем про тебя забыл».