Unusual

Night arrived after all the squads fell in.

The heavy rain during the day exhausted the thick dark clouds, leaving the deep blue sky with bright stars and a misty Purple Moon. Back in the old civilization, if the sky was full of stars, the moon would not be as bright. However, in this era, the Purple Moon was like the most dutiful guard that would show up at its post regardless of the weather or situation.

"What amazing weather!" thought Tang Ling. 

In front of him was an elite warrior kissing his weapon which was a folding spear, and was muttering his prayers.

The whole group had been briefed with the details of the operation and they were heading out soon. Who knew how many lives would be lost tonight? Praying seemed to be the only comfort.

However, was it useful? Tang Ling never believed in theoretical matters. He was only interested in the general commander of the operation that night, Larf.