Ikta and his soldiers are sent to deliver supplies to the struggling imperial armies as the war continues. Unused to fighting in the high mountains, and led by incompetent leaders the imperial soldiers suffer heavy casualties.  Ikta devises a brilliant stratagem to retake an enemy fortress, but when a messenger begs him for help in saving his allies, he's forced to choose between risking his own soldiers life, and bringing another imperial force to certain doom.
You're as kind as
the holy mother herself, Suya!
أنتِ حنونة بحنان الأمّ المقدّسة بحدِّ ذاتها يا سويا
Du bist so liebenswürdig wie
Mutter Theresa, Suya!
Eres tan dulce como la Santa Madre.
Eres tan dulce como la Santa Madre.
Ta gentillesse est digne
d’une sainte, Sûya.
Sei buona e gentile
come la Madre Celeste in persona, Suya!
Você é gentil como 
uma mãe santa, Suuya!
Да ты святая, Сууя!