Aymeric watches the chaos on Reiners side. There are no sounds but he can hear them well enough in his mind. It's not too different from the wars against Garlemald, or their war against the Dravanians.

As if to mirror Aymeric's thoughts, the snow gets some additions to it. Weapons and armor half-covered in snow, some sticking up like they're marking a graves. Dragon skeletons, pierces with the weapons. A clear sign of a fight between men and dragons. Further away there's a different kind of a war; between machines and men, with machines abandoned and broken. They are on the same plane but they're clearly different fights.

"Both of us have experienced the horrors of war. It's a sad thing to have in common."