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As the last insect circling in the sky was shot down, the cleanup battle on the front lines finally came to a close.
The human-shaped withered soldiers lay dead everywhere, their bodies mostly covered with charred scars.
Those were the marks of purification by the Holy Light.
The several piles of burning bodies and withered plants played a significant role; both torches and arrowheads could be enchanted with the "Holy Light" at any time.
Insect carcasses were scattered all around, most of them hanging on the trees.
The air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay, which had a different flavor under the Holy Light flames.
It was finally over.
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into cheers.
Humans, Elves, Half-Elves.
No matter what prejudices and barriers had existed before, the joy of surviving a disaster would temporarily unite everyone.
Todd looked at his teammates, who were all carrying injuries, and sincerely breathed a sigh of relief.
