"It seems this war is almost over," I say, glancing at the heroes who are struggling against my commanders.
It wasn't even worth watching the one-sided beatdown. There was only the Light Hero and Fire Hero struggling with all their might. I could even see my commanders toying with them, beating them back and forth.
When one commander smashed the hero to the ground, another launched him back into the air before the last commander created thousands of cuts on their body.
It was truly… truly…
"Pitiful," I mutter.
As I was about to help eliminate the human army to try and level up my title, I heard a faint voice from behind me.
"Master?" I hear Zehar mutter.
I looked back and saw that Zehar had just woken up. As he rubbed his eyes, he flinched in pain, grabbing and massaging his temples.
"Fuck… what happened to those pieces of shit?" Zehar asks after fully waking up.
