"Do you know what they call these flowers?" Lucille asked the young man beside her. Arthur looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face. "Hm? No... Can't say I do." The two of them were walking along the border of what seemed like vastly spanning flower fields. "In the common tongue they're called the blood drinking flowers." the dragon girl explained, folding her arms. "Blood drinking?!" the blonde shook, visibly taken aback by that response. "Why's that?" She sighed gazing over the fields colored in many different hues of blue, purple and pink. "They remain as seeds in the earth and only bloom when blood has been spilled and seeped into the earth. Their color varies depending on blood type." His eyes became filled with sadness. "That's terrible.. there's so many of them in full bloom here!" A moment of silence came and passed. "This place has always been a crossroads of conflict. And soon the flowers will be fed once again..." Once more Lu let slip a big sigh.
Later that night, the battle at reshtar fields would ensue...
