'Father, it is over.
Ten enemies have been captured alive—
The rest have been killed.'
The Ant reported.
The battle truly was over.
There was no hidden army that appeared out of nowhere, no random beast that somehow awakened, those 'outsiders' didn't make a move either.
It… truly was over.
And—
"THE ENEMY IS DEAD!!"
A loud scream was heard.
It was Korvath.
"IT IS OVER!"
He announced and the instant he did—
"VICTORY!!!!!"
The Velmourns cheered.
The Translators repeated the words in their own language and—
"VICTORY!!"
The Alliance Troops roared.
Kael watched it all with an overwhelmed look on his face. He looked at the battlefield, it was still filled with bodies, of both troops and beasts from their side and the enemy, the snow had soaked enough blood that it could no longer soak anymore.
The rest had started flowing.
The smell of blood and sweat was repulsive, but under the cheers, that did not matter.
"VICTORY!!!"
The soldiers continued to cheer.
