The battlefield was akin to a wasteland.
Corpses were piled in all directions, and the squalid scent of rotting flesh wandered aimlessly across the area.
"Sir, the general area is practically abandoned," a polite yet hurried voice resounded across the bloodied battlefield, addressing a figure higher ranked than himself. "It seemed the Ganghan Guild didn't leave anything behind after their battle with the Fwelsh Clan."
"They certainly razed part of the 18th floor to the ground…" A figure encompassed in a dark, crimson light spoke in a monotonous tone, stroking his chin in the process.
Burning wood caused fatal fumes of smoke to rise. All greenery had been devoured, leaving nothing but infertile ground along with the remains of Warriors, civilians, and perhaps a few houses.
Aside from that, the entire floor was gone.
