At the peak of her youth, with a graceful figure, even though she was now disheveled and distressed, her delicate frame still evoked longing. However, her face was covered by a veil, obscuring most of it.,But only to see, the moment before still held in his palm, now stood not far ahead.,To live, to survive, endless killing and slaughter day and night have left his hands riddled with wounds, ugly and scarred.。