Jonathan (ジョナサン)

Preparing for Battle.

    I can see clearly the mission before me now, and as I adorne myself with the neccessary armor, I wonder if my mission is pure. Upon my legs I pull on gear that safely exposes naught an inch of skin. My feet, I clad with boots of steel, protection for my toes secured. For my body, a simpler piece of armor I wear. It leaves my arms bare, enabling my greater freedom and better ventaltion for quick movements during my battle. I wear a belt with two weapons attached, one to pentrate the evils of darkness, the other to swiftly cut through restrictive containers and quickly put back together the weapons neccassary for victory today. The battle will be fought against a vicous opponent who as repeatedly shown up for battle at the same time for the last two years. It is rumored that this will be the third and final battle, and thus far, we have been successful in holding of the horde. I hope and pray that we will not fail this battle, and I now summon all my strength and prays as I prepare to go forth and setup the battlements against this strange and hard to understand foe. They attempt to weaken our defenses at destroy our spirits at first by lining up there superior numbers where we can see and slowly trickling a few of their numbers towards our ranks, attacking our wall, forcing us to quickly deflect their weapons into your special containment areas and then shot back towards them weapons of our own. This trickle, however, is simply a tease though. Shortly after midnight, the send forth the full amount of their horde towards us, so many are their numbers that they quickly form lines behind one other, unable to all attack at once. I must go now, and prepare the great cauldrons so that they may issue forth our most potent weapon, pray for me, as I go forth to battle.

    TUMEO.