"…Nica?"
Arthur softly called out as he carefully went behind the dragon.
Without heeding his call, the red dragon flapped her wings and circled around the battlefield. She was not interested in the aftermath of the war. She scanned the ground, always alert. If she saw one witch, she would burn them to a crisp.
The war had ended. Most of the witches were burned to the ground. Those who were luckily alive escaped. Those who couldn't escape were captured by the wizards and taken as prisoners.
Although the wizards won this battle, both sides suffered a lot. Wizards lost many talented wizards. It would take time for them to recover.
As for the witches, they almost perished. It would take them decades to become as powerful as they were before the battle.
Since the dragon wasn't harming the wizards, they focused on apprehending the witches. Merlin ordered them to take the captives to the camp.
