It’s just like a dream.
You didn’t know the exact time you got into it and yet you were already there.
Whatever thing that made you enter the battlefield unprepared is merciless.
Just like this one.
The only option is to face it,
or lose and bleed to death.
For the latter, just wait until you got resurrected and forced to do the battle once more.
And what can I do?
I can only face it.
Bravely or not, tricks-ready or not,
I have to face it.