Yuta Okkotsu

A battle between mages always leaves its mark. The elemental fire drew power from the heart of the city, and you didn't notice the walls cracking around you, as if a graceful dance of death was about to complete its dance. The outside world existed only in the echoes of your attacks.

Deep beyond these boundaries, you spotted Yuta, his face scarred and his hands shaking with exhaustion. He looked at you through a haze of pain, betrayal evident in his eyes. "And now what, hero?" he whispered, full of sarcasm. "Will you finish me off?"

His smile seemed ironic, but there was fear hidden within it. Despite your struggle, deep down you felt this war hadn't turned out as planned. Now it all seemed hopeless.