ARES HEARTH'S POV:
I walked through the streets of Thorria, the towering building I used to admire crushed down to mere rubble. Families cried as they clutched the bodies of their dead... if there was a body in the first place.
I understood what had just happened right before my eyes; the utter destruction of one of the most fortified cities in all of Auroria. The news was slowly spreading across the continent, and people were beginning to understand what war truly meant.
Did we think this was a game?
Upon first laying my eyes on that young boy, he resembled a small, defenseless animal who didn't understand what was happening. Forced to be the victim of hatred between two nations, the twelve-year-old kid could only wait in a lonely cell, wait in silence for the inevitable announcement that the dragons had been defeated.
And yet here I was. The S-rank tasked with surveying that child, walking through the rubble that my prisoner had caused.
Jay Cadmium.