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Hazdar, who had spent a time of patience atop the cliff, let out a hollow laugh. The river was still sending its current onward, and the rain showed no sign of stopping, but the humans who had tightly surrounded its vicinity had been drastically reduced.

To be precise, Louis’s army had crushed the Boarne army. Two of the bridges that had been used as crossings had just collapsed, and only two remained. The support soldiers left in the rear were loading supplies onto transport ships, and the priests were crossing the bridge piers to begin treatment.

When the cheers of...