At dawn, dark clouds were falling.

There was a muffled thunderclap and the rain was falling.

Heavy rain poured down on the armor of the soldiers standing on the walls, and their resolute faces did not change because of the change of weather.

After yesterday's day of fighting, bathed in the baptism of blood, they have adapted to killing and accustomed to the smell of blood.

The heavy rain washed the blood stains on the city walls, but it could not wash away the war with it.

Shaw

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