Half an hour had passed since the commencement of the brutal battle, and the once teeming ranks of fighters on both sides had dwindled to a mere shadow of their former numbers. The landscape bore witness to the gruesome aftermath, as a mountain of corpses, both monstrous and human, stretched across the battlefield. The ground, saturated with the blood of fallen warriors, seemed to mourn the futility of their sacrifice.
Among the carnage, Dondon's formidable presence had been a beacon of hope, but even his extraordinary abilities were not enough to stem the tide of the relentless onslaught. Ren, turned his gaze towards Takashi, a question hanging heavily in the air.
"It is time for us to make a move?" Ren's voice cut through the somber atmosphere, his tone laced with urgency. The weight of responsibility rested heavily on his shoulders, and he sought Takashi's guidance, knowing that their actions in this critical moment could determine the outcome of the battle.
