Meanwhile, outside Frostvele, the battlefield had finally fallen silent after hours of brutal fighting.
Smoke still rose from shattered ground while broken weapons and demon corpses lay scattered across the snow-covered plains. The once white land had turned dark with ash and blood, and soldiers of the Blank army moved carefully across the field, clearing the remains and checking for survivors.
Medical teams rushed between injured soldiers while engineers began dismantling damaged siege equipment. Some knights dragged demon bodies into large piles for later disposal, and others collected usable armor and weapons left behind.
High above the battlefield, Ethan hovered briefly before descending toward the ground where the bodies of Herios and Kiea lay.
He walked forward calmly and bent down, removing the storage rings from their hands.
Opening Herios' ring first, Ethan scanned through its contents.
