The demon evacuation was finished. The Elemental Court forces moved east toward the demon homeworld, their massive army vanishing into dimensional portals. The battlefield they left behind was unrecognizable.
"Count the bodies."
Nox stood at the edge of what had been demon territory. The ground was glass where lightning had struck. Rivers ran uphill. Trees grew sideways.
"Human casualties are zero. Demon casualties are approximately three thousand five hundred."
Vexia delivered the numbers without emotion.
"The survivors?"
"Scattered. Most fled south toward the wastelands. Some went underground. None remained within a hundred miles of here."
"They'll regroup."
"Yes. And when they do, they'll come for us."
Nox walked through the altered landscape. His enhanced perception showed him the lingering effects of elemental manipulation. The changes weren't just physical. The fundamental rules of this area had been permanently altered.
"Can we fix this?"
