The terror and fear in her eyes were gone, replaced by a profound listlessness and a sense of powerlessness.
She watched the bodies contorting in the flames, an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.
There were too many, far too many dead… Even though she didn't consider the Inferior Horned Beasts to be people, still… it was too much death.
The shock was simply too much for her to bear.
She was a great Count of the Northern Lands, high and mighty, holding sway over the lives of nearly a million people.
But that didn't mean she could accept over sixty thousand lives being extinguished in just a few hours! Even if they were enemies, a death toll of that magnitude sent a shock deep into her soul.
She knew war was cruel, but she had never experienced its cruelty so up close.
She looked at the young soldiers. They might have been toiling in the fields just recently, and tomorrow, they could be lying on the cold ground, nothing more than lifeless corpses.
