Chapter 775 - The Reason of Wars (2)

He noticed that some soldiers gave them a brief glance as they passed, but no one stopped, no one spoke. Their gazes were sharp and guarded—eyes filled with the weight of their duty, and perhaps a quiet unease that hadn't been there before. The war had changed them. Mikhailis could see it clearly. It wasn't just the physical exhaustion—it was the emotional strain, the slow erosion of their spirits. Fear flickered in their eyes, a fear that had never been there in their previous campaigns. This was different. This wasn't just a battle; it was a war that seemed to have no end in sight.