Fat magali
"Tomorrow you will be sent to fronterra to get rid of the red raiders with the valkyion federation" this one sentence made Magali extatic, she's been trainning hard for years now and while she diden't minded doing little missions like escorting people from velika to chebika, arcadia or pora elinu she always wished she would be given a chance to show how strong she is.
The next morning she and a little over two dozen other people coming from division 8 and 5 and the federation were all taking pegasus flight to the city of fronterra, a 4 hours trip on average and, as often with Mag, she coulden't wait for that long she had to do something, anything really. Pushed by the boredom she decided to introduce herself to her two castanic camarades around her : "Hey, have you ever been in fronterra before ?" she asked.
"I have been there when I was just a kid, it was long ago tho I could only remember the weather was very hot and mom was scared I had caught a cold" replied the one on her left. Surprised by this information conflicting with her own superficial knowledge of fronterra, she asked :"I've always though it is a lot cooler than castanica, but, I've never been there myself" she admitted.
"I was born and raised in kaiator, actually I've never even been to castanica my familly left the continent after the catastrophy" answered the castanic. Mag who's always adored and admired the godess of war was now full of question but the castanic on her right she had almost forgotten about replied saying :"It's a shame so many of us are now refuge, but it's great you have your familly with you"
And just like that the 4 hours trip passed in the blink of an eye. As they landed in fronterra the smell of iron was in the air and the crys of citizens and raiders felt like they were coming from everywhere at once. After an hour or so almost every member of the valyion federation were dead and only 3 soldiers of velika remained. As she was slashing throu the ennemis rank, she saw from afar the castanic with runeglaive killing efforlessly every foe in her way with grace. That moment she felt weak, and if she diden't saw the other castanics she just met having trouble against the orkan soldiers she would have concluded she was the problem.
A horn rang across the village, and the next second every orkan had fled. While Magali was exhausted and thanking kaia for her survival she heard the runeglaive wearing castanic saying :"Dont let them escape we're not done here" and she could only watch her following the trace of orkan. A day past, she burried the soldiers who died that day, ally and ennemi alike as she always heard that you should treat ennemi soldiers with as much respect as yours.As the rain now poored from the sky, crying with the citizen for the tragedy that stroked this land she told a little prayer.
The castanic never came back, and the rain had washed every clue of the red raiders path. Someone from the army came with a letter, telling every survivor to come back 'orders of the general'. And just like that, she began to cry. Her newfound friend told her: "I know its hard, but we are soldiers now, think of all those lives we saved". She nodded, but she wasen't crying for that, death was always part of the job, and the death of someone she did not knew for more than a day was nothing to cry for.
It wasen't tears of sadness, she felt like a burden, too weak to follow a random soldier. She had been training for years and yet she felt it was far from enough. In an instant that self hatred turned toward the one who tried to comfort her, but she was honorable enough to acknowledge her weakness. Her faults where her's alone and she did not had any right to blame anyone else for that.
She looked at the sky and promised to herself, in the name of kaia that one day she will be strong enough to not let it ever happend again.
