"Victory!"
Kana raised his right fist triumphantly.
"We won!"
"It's a victory!"
"Ahhh!"
Cheers erupted, and as the enemies died away, the remaining rats scattered in all directions.
But their numbers were so few now, they could no longer pose a threat to this area.
After the cheers came the cleanup.
Treating the wounded, cleaning the battlefield, and disposing of the rat corpses that had not turned to ash.
And finally, the burial of the dead.
Once all these tasks were completed,
two days had passed.
The Command Camp of the United Army.
Kana sat in the main seat, with generals and leaders from various factions lined up on both sides, as well as some members of the Night Watchers.
"We paid a hefty price, which is quite regrettable, but it was all worth it.
From Blue Sky Harbor on the Southwest Coast to the central northern grasslands, we have successfully linked these areas into one piece, creating a space for us to catch our breath amidst the rat encirclement."
