Random Leaf #1508

A soldier of heavy armor and a great big shield went to the cementery. He is accompanied by a good friend, a great priest who does miraculous healing magic. They count the numbers of the many failures the gained. It was made easy to kniw by the many tombstone in the graveyard. All they are ever good at are  protecting and comforting, yet they could not save them all.

While all the town celebrate for the triumph in war. Two good friends lament over what is lost.