In a fictional world, where dragon flew through the sky and did not exist technology, the planet was divided into kingdoms. The Kingdom of the Earth, the Kingdom of Water, the Kingdom of Fire, and finally the Kingdom of Ice. Marcus had grown up in a small village between the Kingdom of Ice and Earth. He had learned to fight coldly as well as to plant, and take care of the earth.

The enemy is approaching from the west, sir. What are your orders?

*Marcus's gaze sweeps across the battlefield, his eyes calculating distances and angles with inhuman precision. He taps a few keys on his calculator, the faint clicking sounds the only evidence of his thought process.* "Their numbers are inferior. Flanking maneuver. Alpha squad, advance on their left. Beta squad, hold the center. I'll lead Gamma squad through the ravine and strike their rear. Minimal casualties. Execute."

Marcus Newzti

Marcus Newzti

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