"Okay, just wait for me, I'll be right there."
As the heavy rain began to ease and the clouds dispersed, he glanced at the direction and with a push against the ground, dashed toward the convoy returning.
...Across the fields...
"Roar Roar~"
The rumbling of engines came from afar, and on the desolate plains, a convoy, like weary veterans burdened beyond their strength, trudged towards their direction.
Years after the battle broke out, it was still another day of anguish and torment.
Kael passed the soldiers who were in front to meet them, their expressions stern, but a terrifying silence enveloped them.
"Captain..." a soldier approached, handing over a military cap.
Kael put on the cap and straightened it, and on the approaching convoy, a mixed band of mostly goblin troops hung their heads low, the shadows cast by their caps blocking the evasive gaze of the routed troops.
No one dared to meet his gaze, so Kael had to speak first, "Only a few of you returned?"
