Below the cliff, the battlefield where thousands had died now looked strangely peaceful. Snow had already begun covering the craters and bloodstains left by the war. Broken weapons and shattered armor slowly disappeared under a thin white layer as the wind swept across the plains.
Ethan folded his arms and looked toward the dark horizon.
The war had only begun.
But something else was bothering him.
The presence of the assassin and the blessing of the Goddess of Darkness meant the conflict had already crossed beyond a simple border war.
Gods were watching.
That alone made the situation far more dangerous.
But more than that, Ethan frowned slightly and turned his gaze toward the towering mountains in the distance.
Those mountains were an uncharted territory. The land was wild and rarely explored by humans. Dense forests covered the slopes, and deep valleys stretched between jagged cliffs.
The region was known for one thing.It was filled with demonic beasts.
