Hundreds of Plants fled, they were terrified that a random attack of the battle between Polosa and Sven could end their lives forever. Even if Sven and Polosa were focused on each other, some of the attacks still flew past the target, and no one could protect the common people from them, almost no one.
"Hah, did you really take Sven's advice?" Osvald smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.
Marlis sighed, "Well, Sven's right, it's not Sven's fault these people started the battle. After all, the strong should solve their problems among themselves, while the weak should stand by and wait for their moment, hoping to reach the same level someday."
Osvald looked around, surveying the battlefields. Among the Plants, only those in the Fifth Chronicle were mostly left, the rest were slowly retreating.
