Chapitre 273: The Tormented Soul

Buildings and debris ignited instantly, turning the already charred remains of the keep into a blazing inferno. The flames roared and crackled, obliterating all traces of the soldiers and the countless innocent lives caught in the crossfire.

The air grew thick with the acrid smell of burning flesh and smoldering ruins, a somber testament to the brutal vengeance unleashed by Orgath's fury.

As the fire roared on, the battlefield was reduced to a hellish landscape of glowing embers and ash, with nothing left but the eerie silence of destruction.

Sophia Mary bowed her head, her eyes cast downward with a cold, unfeeling gaze. The pain she felt was so profound that it had numbed every other sensation within her.

She could no longer feel grief, compassion, or even anger. All that remained was an icy void, a chilling numbness that swept through her entire being.