They defended the final battleground with their lives, but were ultimately unable to resist cruel fate.
The air was thick with the scent of blood and the cold smell of rusted iron, as if something was tightly gripping his heart.
What was even more shocking was that he carefully noticed the hidden insignia on the enemy's robes—a small badge formed of twisted black crescent shapes, with a dark red gem embedded in the center.
This insignia was unlike any known mark of the Church or the Elemental Council, and exuded a mysterious and highly threatening unfamiliarity.
This discovery felt like a heavy hammer striking his chest, making each of his nerves tremble, and rendered the chaotic and tragic scene sharper and more vivid, piercing through the barriers of space and time as if truly happening.
David's body shook slightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he instinctively gripped his magic staff to stabilize his precarious mental state.
