With the death of the fallen god's avatar, Alastair and her vassals had concluded the battle against the fallen. It was a lot easier than they expected, though it was primarily thanks to the uncalled arrogance of the fallen god. If she was incredibly cautious at every moment, then they might not have won against the fallen.
Fortunately, that didn't happen, and they defeated the fallen god without losing that much. Alastair stopped gazing at the boundless horizon and turned her gaze towards her vassals. "That took in a way better than I had expected. Fortunately, my speed was able to-" Before Alastair could continue, she felt weak as she slowly fell forward.
Soteria immediately caught her master, who was feeling weak and incredibly tired. "Lady Alastair..." Soteria muttered with a worried tone as the droopy Alastair looked at Soteria and smiled. "It appears that I'll have to take a break." With that, Alastair lost consciousness.
