C2479 The Night of the Falsace Rebirth

Beneath the murky veil of night, the imperial capital loomed like a slumbering colossus, its presence commanding silence and stillness.

The army stood in a hushed, formidable array, their eyes gleaming like a pack of wolves in the darkness, poised to sever the throats of their adversaries at the opportune moment.

"For freedom!" the girl cried out, her long sword piercing the gloomy heavens