The battlefield, after that short but intense struggle, had finally become desolate. Due to the power that had emerged from Caeli's body, all impurity seemed to have been eradicated from that place.
There were only remnants of rickety and shattered armor left in the sand, followed by dust that was carried by the silent breeze of that world. The bodies wearing the protections had vanished, and with them, all the blood that had stained that ground equally.
There was no hint of a fight there, it seemed that the crusade had never taken place there at all.
On the other hand, the allied armies had left back to the castle of the sovereign of those dark lands, along with the rest of the regents of that nameless world.
Everyone had decided to leave that area away from every living being. Well...
Almost all of them.