The noisy battlefield suddenly became incredibly quiet, as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Only the burning lawn not far away and the lingering scent of blood in the air proved that the fierce battle had indeed occurred.
Gauss approached Ying and the others.
Aside from Ying, Aaliyah and Serdur's conditions weren't particularly good.
Several of Gauss's clay creatures had been shattered.
This was the unavoidable "sacrifice" in the battle, but fortunately it wasn't truly a loss.
With Clay Magic, they could "revive."
In the enemy's view, the Clay Magic spell indeed seemed a bit unfair; clearly fighting a life-and-death enemy, but any injury to oneself was genuine, while the clay creatures, even when blasted to bits, could reform as long as they received magic power.
"It's over."
Aaliyah looked at the chaotic battlefield, sighed with hands on her hips.
She had originally been lying in the tent, ready to sleep.
