In just a few minutes, the whole battle was over. The enemy army was completely wiped out, like it was made of paper.
Remira, who'd been watching while helping with the command, saw Darian among the corpses and rushed over to him.
"Everyone's almost out of energy to fight again. We need to get the people of this city back to the sect quickly, or the Black Marble Clan might attack us."
Darian turned to her calmly. That clan was a few hundred kilometers away, and they were the ones who'd infiltrated the city pretending to be neutral, only to betray the sect.
"Gather everyone. We're attacking again," Darian said dryly.
Remira's eyes widened. "What? Everyone's out of energy to fight. And also... the clan's upper circle might be traitors, but most of the common people aren't at fault. If you attack..."
