"Urgh!"
The bloodied form of Eadric, a once proud Knight and General of Valebrook was sent rolling on the blood soaked earth, his left leg completely dismembered.
"Father... No..."
He wept silently, the image of his father being decapitated as if he were merely livestock, still vivid in his mind.
"How troublesome, I had to spend hours fighting these lower lifeforms because they kept coming back to life."
Atrax clicked his tongue, his ligaments sore and his lungs burning hot from fatigue.
"Yes, it was rather troublesome, but I suppose everything has its limits."
Valeria chimed in, her fiery emerald gaze fixated on the Saintess who was sprawled on the ground beside Eadric.
[This woman... Had I not taken the time to gather Vespera in the beginning, we would have been completely overwhelmed.]
Valeria mused and glanced around the once lively battlefield, which was now completely silent as if the entire world had gone mute.
