[Contrary to your expectations, when you accompanied Ah Yin, your destination was not the Heaven Dou front lines, but a temporary camp in the rear.]
[The camp stood beside mountains and water, enclosed by a rough wooden palisade. Looking up, you saw grayish-white tents arranged in staggered rows, with lines of white cloth bandages hung out before them, snapping in the wind.]
[The largest tents at the very center were especially spacious. The scent of medicine mingled with the smell of blood drifted out from within. The wounded groaned one after another, while healing Soul Masters and medical officers occasionally hurried through the tent flaps carrying copper basins.]
[A flag stood at the camp entrance, a lifelike sprig of Blue Silver Grass embroidered upon its white field. Its leaves spread wide, golden patterns flowing across them, giving off a warm, gentle glow in the dusk.]
[You froze for a moment.]
[Ah Yin turned sideways to lead the way and softly explained, "This is a medical unit I established, modeled after your Peace Zone."]
["Once the war began, the number of wounded grew by the day. The healing Soul Masters on the front lines could only manage the severely wounded, often leaving them no time to attend to minor injuries or lingering poisons."]
["So I set up a camp here to take in the wounded returning from the front, prepare herbal medicines, treat wounds, and use the Blue Silver Emperor's life force to mend their bones and heal their injuries."]
[You looked around. There were a great many wounded in the camp, most bearing injuries from weapons-some had lost limbs or arms, others had arrow wounds or slashes. Each was wrapped in blood-seeping bandages, supported by companions as they came and went.]
[This place did indeed bear some resemblance to your