C127 The Battle of Cannon Fodder

A gentle breeze began to stir, tousling the long strands of hair across Tiantian's forehead and causing the hem of her dress to flutter. The leaves seemed to dance in the wind, spinning and twirling freely. They left the trees, descending to the ground, unaware that this would lead to their withering. One leaf drifted inside, as if whispering to Tiantian, "Come on