High Castle Fortress stood tall amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Underneath the mighty walls, the bodies of humans and the Demon Race were interwoven, with the dark red blood soaking the soil having already solidified.
Among them, the notably large corpses of trolls, with gray-green skin, were particularly conspicuous, lying like small hills beside the broken siege engines.
In this gruesome war of attrition, akin to a meat grinder, even trolls, known for their regenerative abilities, fell as easily as harvested wheat.
The human defenses painstakingly arranged below the city, after several rounds of fierce attacks, were riddled with wounds, with key points repeatedly on the brink of being torn apart.
In the end, it was the continuous magical bombardment from the magic towers behind that barely stabilized the defense, forcing the Demon Race's offensive to retreat once more.
