Minutes before sunrise, word spread through the Union's camps that the Dark King would address them.
Soldiers ranging from the Mana Foundation Rank to the Mana Vortex Rank exited their tents, their eyes flickering with despair. Truth be told, they all had lost the will to fight.
After nights of constantly being harassed by the devils, the men had forgotten what it was like to even sleep. They couldn't take it anymore. And when some of them tried to flee, they were quickly imprisoned. Thus, leading to more resentment.
Now, as the soldiers were on the brink of mutiny, the Dark King was finally going to speak to them. They all knew what he was going to talk about. It was going to be the same speech about not giving up and continuing to fight.
But could they really find the resolve to continue to fight? They did not know.
Just a handful of shadowkins had thoroughly shattered the Union soldiers' morale. They feared what would happen when the rest of the devils arrived.
