At this moment, the rift was securely suppressed within a radius of one hundred meters by a temporary energy barrier.
Around it, soldiers in standard workwear were tensely constructing a wall with enchanted stones — a "Rift Siege" standard tactic advocated by the Night Watchers, and once completed, only a rotation of soldiers for clearing is needed.
In the distance, the town's silhouette loomed in the bloody sunset, sparse smoke rising stubbornly to show that life still continued.
On the hillside, Lord Count Alfred rode on a tall warhorse.
His mottled armor was covered with cracks, and a Void erosion wound deep enough to see bone on his left shoulder was slowly healing under the careful attention of the accompanying Priest.
Beside him, his assistant — the seemingly immature young Knight Edmund — was rapidly reporting the battle situation.
