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.
No wonder it was heavy—
—لهذا كانت ثقيلة
Deshalb war der Karren so schw…
Con razón pesaba…
Con razón pesaba…
Ça explique son poids…
Ora capisco perché pes—
Por isso estava pesad—
Так вот в чём дело...