What followed after the miniature sun was swallowed by the rift, along with dozens of enemy troops, was pure war on a massive scale.
Across the war zone, Nysera's forces charged forward with full force. Explosion after explosion erupted in countless areas, and direct clashes broke out everywhere. Skills were unleashed without restraint, and within moments, dozens of lives were lost across the battlefield.
It was the kind of sight that always cut deep into the heart. Watching people fight, struggle, and fall in war for the same single purpose was never easy. And here, Atlas carried the greatest responsibility, because this devastating outcome was born from a decision he had made.
Even Luna, who was already used to being in the middle of war, lowered her gaze slightly as casualty after casualty fell before her eyes.
Then, some time later, Edrik's figure could be seen collapsing onto the ground, with several people rushing in to save him.
