The crowd stared at one man, the leader of the palace’s knights: Walchess Lenid. He was the unfortunate knight who tried to protect the prince with all his might but failed.
“Leader, hurry up and get treatment…!”
His direct lieutenant worried over him, but Lenid shook his head slowly. How could the pain of a lost arm counter this sense of loss?
“…It ended.”
Lenid strode down the chaotic hallway and to the terrace. The massive army of undead had suddenly disappeared without a trace. However, the remnants of their destruction were disastrous.
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