Tundra was certain that something had to remain behind…
That dimensional scar had been connected to another realm for three entire days, and during that time, an enormous amount of Abyssal energy had poured into their world. It was impossible for such a powerful phenomenon to simply disappear without leaving any traces behind.
Tundra immediately made his way toward the place where the dimensional scar had previously existed.
The battlefield was still filled with the remains of the battle.
The ground had been scorched by Whisperer's Dragon Breath, while countless corpses of Demons were scattered across the area.
He looted some of them but left the others to the main army…
Anyway, the defenders were already beginning to clean up the battlefield, with the soldiers collecting weapons and valuable materials while the priests continued purifying the remaining traces of corruption.
Nobody seemed particularly interested in the empty space where the dimensional scar had once existed.
