The roar of the giant cannons from the south bank of the White River could faintly be heard at the dock square.
The residents of Cecil knew that it was the sound of the Combat Corps' unique magical weapons, and each thunderous boom signified an earth-shattering explosion. Even an archMage's Flame Burst couldn't compare to the power of those giant cannons. Those who had witnessed the explosive power of the Rebecca Crystals firsthand, and read analysis articles about the war in the newspapers, believed that Count Hosman and his ragtag group had no chance against those formidable giant cannons—just like the aberrations that twice attacked the territory but were defeated both times.
