The battle began in a familiar tumult, a torrent of monstrous creatures crashing against their defenses. Beasts and monsters, weak individually but endless in number, terrifying in their diversity. Oversized claws, sharp fangs, skins as thick as stone.
A blinding chaos, threatening to shake even the least experienced soldiers.
Seth was neither a seasoned veteran nor a frontline soldier. Usually, as the captain of the cleanup team, he intervened after the battle, retrieving bodies and their essence stones. But today, due to a shortage of hands to contain the assault, he was thrown into the fray. Shield in hand, sword raised, he clenched his teeth, struggling to overcome the wave of terror threatening to engulf him.
