What was war like?

After a while, he knew what it was. It was the will of his uncle, and it was the will of his father, and it was the will of his mother.

None of these people would ever look at him, no matter how much blood he offered them.

That was why Ifrit had always come back soaked in DASS blood, wasn't it? Crying, like a child, please love me, please look at me, I'm here, I'll do anything you ask me to.

They left Ifrit to drown.

Nova didn't want to drown.