A young warrior in blue and grey armor holds a large shield defensively over a fallen ally on a smoky, war-torn plain at sunset.

The sun burns high over a vast, grassy plain, scarred because of the war. Bilô is holding on to his shield with all his strength. He is parrying a strike from an opponent mercenary which would have kill an injured ally lying defenseless on the grass. The softness of youth has not yet left his features, but his expression is steadier now. His innocence is now gone, but not his kindness. His eyes show a mix of resolve and the fear of losing his friends. He replaced his old shield with a new one, larger and heavier. It matches his look : impressive and unbreakable. His armor is a protection not only for himself, but also for others. He is now wearing a blue shoulder pad that shows his rank. Voir plus