"Miss Amalia, you... handled everything?" Yeom Hwaryeon took a step forward.
Amalia turned around. "They seemed like small fry. I don't think anyone else will dare come through anytime soon. Do you need to clean up the battlefield?"
Yeom Hwaryeon hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He immediately ordered the warriors who had followed him to start clearing up the spoils.
They had charged over brimming with the expectation of a fierce fight, only to find themselves tasked with battlefield cleanup instead.
Not long after, Yeom Hwaryeon brought the collected spoils over to Amalia.
"Miss Amalia, these are yours."
Amalia originally didn't plan to take anything, but suddenly remembered there was something she was missing. "Give me some spirit stones, you can keep the rest."
Yeom Hwaryeon immediately handed over all the spirit stones they had scavenged from the corpses of the devils.
It was hard to say whether it was the devils who were unlucky, or Amalia who was fortunate.
