Turonian

How can a lover escape love, or a warrior escape war? He died without love, but without enemies, so neither war was his defense, nor love his injustice. As for her, that captivating woman who carries weapons in one hand and her heart in the other—what unites the two? For love can intertwine and clash with many other emotions within a single soul. This is why war is a language for a rival. It is a crime of murder, and she is destined for it. The tumultuous sound of battle, there where he is, drowns out her voice, so it never reaches him. A world of clashing swords separates them, postponing their love each time to another time... How can a lover escape love, or a warrior escape war? He has grown accustomed to living without love, but without enemies; neither war will be his fate, nor will love wrong him. As for her, the enchantress who carries her weapon in one hand and her heart in the other, how can she reconcile the two? Love can intertwine and clash with many other emotions within the same soul. But war leaves no room for rivals. It is a journey of life itself, and he is devoted to it. The din of battle, where he is, drowns out her voice, preventing it from reaching him. A world of clashing swords separates them, postponing their love time and again to another time...