What Would Mika do?

Soldiers dressed in the dark red uniforms of General Pho's army were sitting down to have dinner. It's been several weeks since their General has sent them here to watch over the fortress of General Narbeth and his army.

It is the middle of winter in Kaia and the temperature at night keeps dropping.

One of the squadron leaders threw a heavy fur cloak over his shoulders before taking a seat around the campfire with two other squadron leaders.

"This is ridiculous! I can't take this any longer! My fingers are freezing!" 

"We can't leave until we get the say from the General." Squadron Leader V reminded.

"I know, I know... Can't I complain a little." Squadron leader H grabbed his dinner plate from their cook and turn away from the other male to sulk.