In the forest of moonlight the secrets of ancient battler are hidden. But in the northern lands the memory of the brave still remain. Between the trees at the meadow the sounds of war still echoes. In the grass at the meadow the blood still flows. In the forest of moonlight the secrets of ancient battler are hidden. Forever they are lost. At the meadow in the forest all of them died by sword, to step into the neverending fight at the hall of our lord.