Three years. For three, long, grueling years, the couple fought. The battlefield was cruel and merciless, often bringing them despair and heartache. In the morning they ate with comrades, and at night they buried them. The couple, tool, had nearly died more than once.
The only reason they survived was simply because of all the cheat-like techniques and tricks they'd been taught by Cliff.
The experience humbled them, and once again taught them about an entirely different facet of life. On the battlefield, the difference between the noble and vassal races became even more apparent.
The number of noble races was actually quite high in the army, though all of them were at the Foundation realm. However, the casualties were higher among the vassals. This wasn't because of discrimination, or because of poor planning.
