The dusk sky was tinged with crimson, the dying earth soaked in blood. The short and intense battle lasted two to three quarters, finally announcing the end of death with layers of fallen bodies on the open plains outside Golden Bay City.
"Chief Divine bless! This Totornak Alliance, ignorant and fearless, advanced like wild dogs gnashing their teeth, even forcing me to retreat and lure the enemy... Ha! The Tototanak people are indeed more daring to fight than I originally thought!"
Black Wolf's expression was cold and hard, as he forcefully pulled out the blood-stained Bronze Sword from the corpse of a strong warrior beneath his feet. A burst of bright red splashed instantly from the ruptured heart, spraying all over him. The dripping warmth slid down from his Leather Armor, pooling at his feet, outlining the damaged Shell Armor and the pierced lining.
Clearly, even the fierce Black Wolf was not completely unharmed in the recent urgent melee.
