Chapter 34: The Return of Heroes

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson and gold. The battlefield, once filled with the clash of swords and the screams of the dying, now lay silent. The war was over. Bodies of fallen demons and knights alike littered the ground, the earth soaked with blood. The scent of death lingered in the air, mixing with the distant crackle of burning wood as remnants of the war still smoldered.

The knights moved slowly, exhausted but victorious. They loaded the wounded onto wooden chariots, their armor dented and caked in grime. The survivors, though battered, held onto hope. Their kingdom awaited them, and the promise of a grand feast fueled their aching bodies like a beacon in the dark.