Scattered Flowers

The lords atop the tower had lost all color and speech as they watched the soldiers of the Roberk Alliance annihilated in a single clash, utterly and mercilessly.

Only screams reached their ears. A hellish scene of agony was unfolding atop the hill.

"W-what is that? What is happening?"

Kars could not accept the reality unfolding before his eyes.

The valiant one hundred and fifty soldiers of the Roberk Alliance had been slaughtered without mercy. Only moments ago, they had been raising spirited battle cries, but now all that could be heard were screams. No, even those voices were beginning to fade.

"H-have they been wiped out?"

Kars stared blankly at the hill.

Not a single soldier of the Roberk Alliance was still moving. Only the Demon Army remained—and not one of them had fallen. Their horizontal formation had not even broken.

The sight was nothing short of a nightmare, and Kars's face turned as white as paper.

"Kars-dono! What is the meaning of this?!"...