The western battlefield of the New Dawn Camp.
Billowing smoke completely blanketed the sky.
Dozens of war tanks formed an overwhelming torrent of steel as they steadily advanced toward the already collapsed western defensive line. Their massive, icy gun barrels continuously spat blazing fire while one devastating shell after another relentlessly bombarded the shattered city walls and defensive fortifications.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The deafening explosions never seemed to stop.
Countless heavily armed soldiers belonging to Edgeburn marched closely behind the mechanical legion. Carrying specially modified energy rifles, they stepped over mountains of corpses and burning ruins as they steadily advanced deeper into the New Dawn Camp.
In their eyes, the outcome of this war had already been decided.
They had already learned from their intelligence networks that Gabriel was not inside the camp. The strongest members of Broken Dawn had also left for the ongoing tournament.
