He fought like a demon to survive. And survived. A task force that lives on a mission and dies on a mission! You’re lucky to survive this time, but there’s no guarantee that will happen on your next mission. Next time, like allies who did not return from this mission, they may be treated as deserters and disappear as crow food in an unknown valley. The breathtaking smell of blood! Abigail’s scream! Now I want to shake off all that and become the wind. I want to become a breeze and move freely around the world. Lonely but not lonely, invisible but all-enveloping, telling many things but not speaking of one’s thoughts… …. I want to live like that.