Powering Through

Time seemed to stand still and Austria seemed to fly by as we joined the U.S Troops. General Henry H. Arnold, General of the Army and Air Force lead us and spoke commands into his portable walkie talkie. He shouted commands to his troops as we marched through the South-West of Germany. The place was barren and desolate. We knew the war was soon over, but when very little troops are coming towards us as opposition, things seemed simple in a worrying kind of way.

"Do you guys find this odd with no resistance?" Darragh said, keeping his eyes open, arrows notched.

"Incredibly so. Do... you smell that?" I said, almost gagging on the foul smell lingering in the air.

Connor cupped his mouth and nostrils while the rest of us either vomited or gagged "It smells like... burning skin..." Jason said, unsheathing his blood stained Celestial bronze sword.

We walked and walked and the smell got stronger with each step.

~WIP