"Barbariacca nation really didn't send a single soldier of their own..."
Devios sighed while he and every single able person were sieving through the battlefield making sure that all jet-black crystals were destroyed.
"We on the other hand are already exhausted."
"More than a quarter of our mages is under severe mana depletion, it's three-quarters if we count light mana depletion."
Mizoe heard the complaint from afar and called back and Rokiana in between the two ice magicians joined the conversation.
"The reinforcement from the royal castle is still being organized... what the hell are they thinking? Were we not clear enough about how dire the situation is?" *crunch*
Devios shook his head in disbelief, conjuring an ice spear and piercing the quite large black crystal in the submission collar around the neck of a dead seven-limbed bear.
"..."
