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.
Sorry to bother you, but we're very thirsty.
آسف لإزعاجكِ، لكنّنا عطشانان كثيراً
Entschuldigen Sie die Störung,
doch wir sind durstig.
Sentimos molestar, pero tenemos sed.
Sentimos molestar, pero tenemos sed.
Désolés de vous déranger,
mais on meurt de soif.
Ci dispiace disturbarla, 
ma abbiamo molta sete.
Me desculpe a visita repentina,
 mas estamos com sede.
Просим прощение за беспокойство,
но мы вот-вот умрём от жажды.