On an autumn grassland, a frozen rain began to fall.
The soldiers under Losa's command braved the icy torrent, quickly setting up tents to shield themselves from the elements. Despite their strength as elite troops, the severity of the cold left many shivering uncontrollably.
Hans, riding his warhorse, returned alongside Eclipse, carrying a black creature resembling both a bear and an ape. "Sir, this monster prowled around the camp for a while—luckily Eclipse spotted it just in time."
Losa examined the creature carefully, unable to identify it. He called for the Night Patrol Flag Officer, who simply shook his head: "The grasslands are rife with demon beasts; I can't tell what this creature is either."
Losa had Hans discard it, with a sigh: "The nomadic life is tough—the grasslands are full of demon beasts, and it's freezing already just after autumn's arrival. No wonder the Tatars are so fearless and tenacious, barefoot ones don't fear those wearing shoes."
