Over seventeen thousand had died. The number of demons dead was unknown. But it had to be two times, or even four times, that of the alliance soldiers. The remaining ones who had surrendered were around twenty thousand.
The alliance soldiers had taken all their weapons and buried all the dead, from both sides. The enormous dragon's rotting dead body was looking quite ugly—well, not that the crater-filled land looked any better.
Damian incinerated the dragon's body to ashes, not letting anyone get an idea about using it later. Once it was done, the alliance army moved forward. There were still some demons here and there, in fortresses and on the wall they had built around the nearest city. There was no order left in the cities after they saw the human army marching towards them, with no sign of their own anywhere.
Damian remembered Reaize was also supposed to be here. Was she still in Malveria, or had she left the place?
