Footsteps

March! March! March!

Once again, the legions of the Great Serpent Empire advanced relentlessly.

Every now and then, one of the soul creatures would manage to break free from containment and lash out— BOOM!

"Come here!!" But it was swiftly intercepted, contained, and pulled away from the battlefield before they could cause too much damage.

Despite the relentless containment efforts, the soul creatures' interference repeatedly shattered the soldiers' formations, forcing them to spend valuable time reorganizing. Their progress was painstakingly slow, and their numbers dwindled with every step forward—but still, they pushed on.

"Tch...!!" Sakaar clenched his teeth tightly as he watched the grueling scene unfold before him. The difference in numbers and capabilities was simply staggering. Even with his direct intervention, they couldn't stop the inevitable from creeping closer!

"Die! Die!! DIE!!!"