Chapter 195

In the deep of the night on the prairie, the cavalry charged into the tribe like bloodthirsty wolves, trampling over lives with abandon. The sounds of hacking, screaming, and begging for mercy became the night's symphony.

The bodies piled up like firewood, and the tribe became a blazing inferno, a flickering firefly in the desolate night of the prairie.

A mute couple knelt beside the flames, their eyes filled with sorrow as they gazed at the bodies of their kin.

The elderly tribe leader's body was hacked beyond recognition. Even in death, he clung tightly to his five-year-old granddaughter.

"What are you crying for? They were just a bunch of lowly wretches."

A woman's mocking voice cut through the air. Asuna dismounted from her horse arrogantly, her face gleaming with triumph. "I told you they'd regret it when I left."

She sneered as she glanced at the mute couple.