บท 50: Between the Sword and the Heart: Choices Made in War

Beneath a canopy of twinkling stars, I whispered to Dea, "Tell me about the progress of the Aslan war." The gravity of my inquiry echoed in the profound silence around us, with the cold wind brushing against my skin.

Dea emerged beside me, manifesting a small orb that circled my form. "Many villages and cities have surrendered to us. As of now, we control 42% of the Aslan Duke's territory. The rest, weakened by hunger and thirst, will likely not resist much longer. Humans can endure only three days without water."

A profound sigh escaped my lips, the shimmering moonlight reflecting the turmoil in my eyes. "So, today marks just the beginning. Did any region stand firm against our advance?"