For the pursuers and the ones being pursued, the former would usually have the upperhand psychologically, and this was no exception. “Hah! Hah! Hah…!” “Huff! Huff…” “Wheeze… Wheeze…” A large number of Imperial soldiers were marching back home in a squashed file formation along the meandering mountain paths. They moved fast and didn’t stop often for breaks. The series of up and down slopes weighed painfully on their waist and legs. The fatigue added to the tension of the return trip that was double that of their journey here, casting a gloom on their faces. It was impossible for the soldiers to feel at ease with the pursuers chasing them. In the mountain range that was already too harsh for humans, the Kioka Army and Alderamin army was right on their tails.
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