Chapitre 295: Temporary Farewell And Preparations

As the early morning light broke over the horizon, the battlefield, once filled with the chaos of battle, was now eerily silent. The stench of blood and decay hung in the air, remnants of the night's brutal clash still fresh in everyone's mind. But now, the surviving warriors gathered, their expressions weary but determined. There was no time to mourn the fallen, no time to rest. They had survived—barely—but the war was far from over.