Chapter IX ~ Pride

This was the last. The last defeat. Struff looked out across the battlefield, head held high. There were no more countries, no more borders, and ideology clung too by so many, but now too late.

One-by-one they fell in the name of 'you know who ...' One-by-one they saw the light - oh, how great Struff felt.

He readied for the next battle, but it never came. He wandered and waited but found no more. His head began to drop, just a little, but his fury never waned.

The X Deadly Sins.