Chapter 359: Afterwar Intense Morning (1) Lyan's Thoughts

Lyan stood in the cool morning air, the faint scent of smoke still lingering from the battle that had consumed Hektor's stronghold. 

It's been four days after the battle with Hektor's forces.

The weight of the past few days had settled into his bones, but his mind remained sharp. The city of Grafen was now secure under his control, the remnants of Hektor's forces either scattered or dead, but the echoes of conflict still reverberated in his thoughts.

He had been here before. The calm after a war was always the most unsettling. The chaos of battle, the clear-cut purpose of survival, made everything simple. But now, in the quiet aftermath, doubts crept in. Lyan had stood victorious on many fields of battle, and each one left him feeling more hollow than the last.