The End Of The Neverfall Clan

One thing was clear to everyone on the battlefield, the fighting was over. For a while watching from a distance they were witnessing the two large clashes of Qi.

Many of the clans that had already suffered losses were waiting for what was to take place. They knew the Dark Magus was fighting even if they couldn't see things clearly.

Depending on the outcome, they might have to fight against another monster again, one capable of fighting a large force.

However, the Qi had dissipated, and they knew it, the Demonic faction had won, although for many it was hard for it to feel like a victory.

Being attacked seemingly out of nowhere, never preparing for a fight in the first place. It felt more so like they had just pulled themselves out of a tricky situation.

When counting up the fallen and the dead in the group, it would have been a great loss. Many of them didn't understand though, the significance of those they had beaten.