Moments of peace have a nasty habit of ending. A snowball of events—growing from a tiny, ridiculous thing—crushes and pulls into itself everything it meets on the way. Stay aside? How could you?! Destiny itself invites you to dance…
Do you hear this music? What do you say? It sounds more like the roar of battle? Don’t worry, honored ones: you won’t have to bare blades. Others will do it for you—and besides, to win a war, sometimes one look is enough. From the right angle, of course…