The monsters were wild and fierce, but under the combined might of Ethan's trained troops, they were subdued easily. The clash of blades, roars, and cries filled the air for a few more minutes before everything finally went silent.
The last kobold gave a weak shriek before being cut down. Soon, only the sound of heavy breathing and the faint rustle of wind remained.
The villagers, who had been hiding behind the knights and trembling in fear, finally let out a sigh of relief. Many of them collapsed to the ground, still shaking but grateful to be alive. Their terrified eyes slowly turned toward Ethan and his soldiers, their saviors standing tall amidst the blood-soaked field.
Ethan wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around. The ground was littered with corpses, the stench of blood heavy in the air. He turned slightly and called out, "Ray, cover Miranda's eyes."
"Father…" Miranda tried to protest, grumbling as Ray reached over and gently placed his hand over her eyes.
