The sound of clashing is coming toward him and the sound become even more clear as Garron listen to it.
The sound of horse hooves, the sound of arow being released.
And Garron laughed
"Skyfather…." He mutters as he look at the Blue Sky above him. He just have hope and fate and destiny dashed all of these hopes.
He thought of the old heroes that have fallen before him and he chuckles
"Dying in battle is also not bad" he thought to himself.
The chief of Xewa and Ghar , the chief of countless tribes has been killed since the wind of change swept the Steppe.
Garron thought he would be spared of this. Turns out, his turns did not come just yet.
Today, it had come
There is many regrets in his heart right now. But he push all of those thoughts away.
He thought of his son in law and he thought of his daughter.
