During the 5th jour of the war,
I will never forget the events of that moment.
A fairy that should have fallen to the ground,
Soared.
Like a scarlet fleur blooming with all its glory,
Drenched in its own blood and theirs as well,
And how the sunset accentuates its fighting spirit.
One fairy against 100 monstrous beasts,
The odds were completely overturned.
With its blunt sword pointing to the endless sky,
And its back drenched with blood was facing us with hope.
A hope that can lead us to our victory.
This is Titania.
