"Quick, there's a battle up ahead!"
Three or five figures swiftly swept past, soon arriving at the site of Roger's earlier battle. By the time they reached it, they were met with devastation.
The ground was ruptured, and around lay the pale bodies of the Bone Guard. Amidst the ruins, they found a headless corpse.
"Could this be Lord Patrick?"
A knight with a thick beard trembled as he spoke.
"Lord Patrick is dead?"
"And the three powerful attendants as well."
"What exactly happened here? Even the three Bone Guard lords couldn't withstand it?" someone questioned, puzzled.
As they spoke, they vigilantly scanned the surroundings.
"What should we do now?" Everyone looked towards the bearded leader.
"This is beyond our handling capacity, inform Lord Ares." The bearded man looked worried.
The group exchanged glances and nodded, then planned to use a special method to contact Ares, who was far away in the Ancestral Land.
