Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

October 10th. The Sun was barely even a beam of light in the distance, the dark skies taking on a lighter hue, minute by minute. Coffee brewed into the air while the last of the bugs singing their songs.

"Your majesty, we’re cutting all communications and switching channels. We’ve signalled the enemy and it seems they are prepared too. In five minutes, the Last Stand of Trailon begins," the Division General relayed.

Daiyu had her arms folded watching the west across the flatland. A deep breath, the cold breeze at four in the morning ticking to five; fulfilled by a morning meal and some coffee.

She did not even turn to the man, "No use in telling me. Start when you start, I’m your princess, but I’m not here to give orders. Just put me on the field. Let’s hope that the last stand is actually a ’last’."

"Understood. And we all hope so too. This victory-" the general looked to all the men and women in the thousands. Some laughing, some bracing themselves; even some shaking with deep breaths, soothed by others. "-must be achieved."

Every second had their toes tapping, every minute they remembered to breathe again. Asobi stared to reddish-orange flowers around the area, sprouting up with dark greens like paintbrushes.

The wildflowers, thistles of purple, grassy looking patches with tiny white specks blooming, the red flowers that drooped into bell-shapes; they all swayed... So quiet, so silent.

"Peeeewwwwwww... FFFFFss-fizzle." A bright red, smoky light was shot from below, flying into the sky so far away. It was followed by a bright red light in the sky from up northwards.

Then another sound, the same sound from the same direction. Going further north they could not see nor hear, but could assume the flares were being fired, one after the other.

From afar in the west, a little south? A little north? It was hard to tell, but a white flare was shot roughly in their direction. "So it begins," the general parted ways with the princess and marched to the companies of soldiers that had arranged themselves.

Orders were barked, boots stomped across the ground, trampling any flower alongside it. The sombre silence came to an abrupt end.

"They can’t tell where we are when we shot the big red fuzzy light into the sky, right?" Asobi twisted her lips.