Blood, smoke, and the sounds of heavy caliber gunfire roared above Schal as he crawl his way in the mud of battlefield. He climbed over a dead corps that was once an Irodien commissar, suddenly a artillery shell impacted the ground in-front of him making everything go black. Schal woke up with a start covered in a cold sweat panting, he looked around at were he was. He found himself sitting on a bed made of straw with a window across from him were the lights of the early morning shone through. Schal looked for were his team was and spotted them on beds near by him. The door to the room was open and a old human male carrying a bowel step inside he notice Schal was awake "Oh your awake," he said placing the bowel on a small table on the left of Schal's bed. "Is my team alright?"
"Yes they are, your luckily I found them when I did. I believe the rest of them will wake up soon," the old man said sitting down in one of the chairs. Schal said nothing and waited for the rest of his team to wake up.