The aftermath of the war was the din of the victors.
The soldiers of the Black Stone Territory, having calmed from their initial euphoria, began to clean up the ravaged battlefield.
The pungent stench of blood and scorched flesh still hung in the air, but to these battle-hardened veterans, it smelled more of victory and spoils.
The soldiers collected a large amount of weapons and armor from the Jackal-Wolf Folk and Kobolds.
This shoddy equipment was unsuitable for the Human Knights of the Black Stone Territory, but when melted down into iron ingots, it became a tangible resource.
Coal Ball was the busiest figure on the scene.
This blackish Space Young Dragon flew about excitedly above the battlefield. From time to time, it would open its mouth, and a miniature spatial vortex would appear out of thin air, swallowing a small mountain of Magical Beast corpses or a pile of spoils before letting out a satisfied burp.
As the Minister of Logistics, it was having the time of its life.
