Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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General Ethan was in the glass corridor outside the command hall in the Square Tower. The whole battlefield was filled with destructive spells. A strong wind with a unique smell to it blew across the battlefield.
It was only the first day. The army at the front line would not have any problems holding their ground if the troops stuck to his arrangements. The battle had only just begun, and many generals were currently at the front line. He just needed to choose one that he was not that fond of to be in charge at the front line...
"Gangma, yours is the only face the snake demons recognize. Rest up for now, and as soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning, return the young Medusa to the Sunset Shrine. That will get rid of the threat the snake demons pose to us. It's time for us to teach these undead some lessons!" Ethan said.
To be honest, if there's only a ten percent chance of resolving the undead problem forever, the cost could still be pretty high, and it would still be worth the trying...
As for someone who hasn't learned a lesson, said introspective general should be looking in the mirror.