In the aftermath of the battle, the air was heavy with the scent of smoke and the echoes of destruction.
The forest, once lush and vibrant, lay in tatters, with trees torn asunder and scorched earth marking the paths of the conflict.
Broken bodies of monsters littered the landscape. Their grotesque forms a testament to the ferocity of the battle that had taken place.
Despite the devastation, there was a sense of relief among Rynneth and his soldiers. They had emerged victorious, their city spared from the ravages of the monster army.
However, the victory came at a cost, as they surveyed the wreckage around them and mourned the lives lost in the defense of their homeland.
Barry and his friends stood among the Dragonborn soldiers, their faces clam. They knew that their journey was far from over, and that more challenges lay ahead in their quest to defeat the forces of Destruction.
