This... This was exactly what I expected, but...
I swallowed, gripping my sword tighter as I looked at the scene before my eyes.
Ash and dust were raining down on the area. The grayness in the sky didn't belong to the clouds, it was the color of this dust and ash.
That aside, it was all the more frightening because I had a wide view of the battlefield, even though it was quite far away from us.
Real people were dying there, dwarves who could think like humans. The explosions, one after another, the large-scale runic attacks using mana, looked from a distance like parts of a whole.
It was beautiful, spectacular even. And that is precisely why it was frightening. To know what these 'glamorous' spells, these explosions were actually causing... this contrast, this contradiction...
I swallowed again, letting the Absolute Mind put my thoughts in place as much as possible.
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