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Okay, What damage do you have?
-Talent.

It has been several months since my comrade passed away. Without his heroic actions at that time, I fear none of us would have returned alive. Now, I've come back to my hometown carrying his cloak and medal. When I knocked on his old mother's door, she screamed with joy upon seeing me. However, as we chatted, her smile gradually faded. I spoke about his bravery on the battlefield, emphasizing how privileged we were to have him with us. His mother listened quietly to every word, occasionally wiping away tears and managing a few smiles. When I placed the medal and cloak in her hands, surprisingly, she remained calm. She asked if her son had said anything at the end. Though my heart wrestled with the answer, I couldn't bear to let this elderly mother leave without hearing her son's last words. I looked at the medal, then into her eyes, and said, "↑→↓↓↓." And then, a 500kg bomb dropped on top of the house.