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.
Would anyone but a monster 
steal them from us?!
!وهل يسرقُها منّا شخصٌ إن لم يكن وحشاً؟
Nur ein Monster
würde sie uns stehlen!
¡¿Quién nos los robaría
sino unos monstruos?!
¡¿Quién nos los robaría
sino unos monstruos?!
Mais vous avez volé les nôtres,
n’est-ce pas un acte inhumain ?
Se non è un gesto mostruoso quello di strapparli
ai loro proprietari, allora cos'è?!
Se vieram e as tomaram de nós, o que
 é isso senão uma ação desumana?!
Какое чудовище посмеет
 разлучать их с нами?!