At the far corner of Clex City, a man with knight armour and a helmet covering his appearance, hiding behind a devastated building tilted his head a bit to look at the scene.
The mana stone in his hand glowed with a bluish shine and a faint buzzing sound echoed from it.
"Polo, do you copy?"
"How is the situation?"
"How is a battle going? Did soldiers from the other side suffer any defeat?"
The Knight named Polo shook his head and answered, "The battle is almost over."
"....."
After a moment of silence, a bewildered scream echoed.
"What? The battle is over?"
"Didn't you say no Mythic rank was supposed to appear so how? It hasn't been a day and the battle is over. Our side sent a Mythic rank to guard things and act if things became weary."
