Martina stood over the corpses as her eyes swept over the battlefield.
The corpses of demons lay scattered across the ground, twisted and broken. The stench of blood filled the air.
The soldiers moved around slowly among the remains.Thier faces had gone pale from the horror of what they had just endured.
Five thousand troops had stood inside the camp, yet only a thousand demons had attacked. It should not have been so costly. But Martina knew if she had not stepped into the fight herself, the losses would have been far worse.
She turned sharply with a firm voice,"Clean the place."
The order spread quickly. Soldiers began dragging bodies aside, stacking shields, and tending to the wounded.
Moments later…
Martina walked a few steps, her boots crunching against the dirt stained black. She glanced back at the officer beside her. "Sir Riley, do you have the assessment?"
