Many things happened on this land this night. Besides the open encirclement by the jackal army and the military force transfer between Whiptail and Bone Biter, important matters were quietly advancing in the desolate Brass Ruins.
The forces from the spatial explosion reshaped the entire terrain of Gorgon Mountain Pass, making the dwarves who had lived here for nearly a millennium completely lose their advantage of familiar terrain.
It was as if this land had completely abandoned them and refused to shelter them any longer. The dwarves who survived the fortress collapse ran around like terrified mice, but the land they remembered had long changed its appearance.
Like the Wolf People, they must also adapt to this new area.
However, this was not a bad thing.
