After a few hours passed, and the blazing sun rising from the horizon, Ziel looks up slightly, his eyes squinted from the bright light that hit his face. His pupils grew tighter into a slit like shape, until he saw the corpses of the many bodies that surrounded the area, he remembered that many of them may have something interesting that they brought to battle. A fine blade or a safe keep of some kind.<br/><br/>He jumped from the central pillar, his giant wings flapped a single stroke that bellowed to the ground, causing a mass of dust, ash and dirt to fly along with a few dead soldiers. Ziel streched out his long healthy white hand towards a body that lay against the second furthest pillar to the right. Searching the man that had half of his face torn off and his left arm and leg ripped apart, he never really knew how he himself destroyed men so easily but the beastly ways he done so amazed him either way, for better or for worse.<br/><br/>Suddenly he found a book, a diary found under the heavy armor, merely ripping it of the corpse he could get the diary and see what was written inside. "Lets take a look...What a human thinks of.."<br/><br/>(Diary)<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Entry 5<br/><br/>My dearest Liara, its been sixteen days since the battle has started and we've lost alot of good men, do you remember Jason? The guard captain's son? He was found on the battlefield mutilated by the enemy, who knew that man could be such a beast, to turn a body into such a disfigured....I don't even want to say my love. But I miss you so, war is not for me and I wish I was never chosen as a captain, my dearest I hope you are safe with the children. How are they doing? Is Sarah doing fine with her studies? What of Jason? I promise to you all I shall return and have you back in my arms my dear family, know that I love y...<br/><br/>(Blood is smered into the pages that the writing is nearly imposible to read from)<br/></span><br/><br/>"Ahh....A family...You should never have been on the battlefield..." He looks down to the body with half a pained face, "Even if you didnt belong and that is was my right to slay, I am sorry..." His tone went into a dark notion of regret as well as anger, but quickly returned to its original state.<br/><br/>"I shall keep a hold of them for a while...See if I can decipher the rest, and give it to your wife..." Ziel tucked the book into his patch of a bag and stood up, his large wings streched forth shadowing many of the dead men, the red sun rising as he crossed his arms. "Today will certainly be interesting, this is where I live once more..."