Thick smoke rose over Flower City.
At dawn, after a night of slaughter by humans, the number of beastmen was finally reduced to an acceptable figure, signifying the end of the carnage.
Even though the warriors had not slept all night, they did not feel too tired; the thick scent of blood was more invigorating than any coffee. During the fight, their eyes blinded by rage, it might have seemed like nothing, but when it was time to rest, the feeling of nausea was unavoidable.
Everyone knew they needed time to digest the bloody war.
These were the true heroes. Without them, the battle would not have ended so easily.
Order had strict rules, but on the battlefield, these rules were significantly weakened. Chen Feng understood that too much clarity yields no fish. After such a grim war, the warriors needed something to distract them, and exploring a city became the best way to divert their attention.
