193 The Day After Death

Five hours later, the battle between the Horned, Varlen, and Aresoul had mostly ended.

The Archelon Zombies fell apart after Necrolith was defeated, and with no one to command them they began scattering in other directions.

Niverlith, the Night Lord that was supposed to support Necrolith and Gorgolith had no choice but to order his troops back.

With less than a thousand casualties, the Varlen, Aresoul, and Horned Warriors couldn't help but bask in the joy of winning the battle! They'd imagined a sea of blood, but hardly any of their warriors had died! Even the White Mist Warriors that had come had only lost a handful of soldiers. It was truly a miny miracle! 

"Hmph, I guess I'll be taking Nellon home now," Kreal smiled at Reslan who had his large ax placed over his shoulder. His dark braids trembled from the wind while he smiled and accepted his handshake. "You-you guys. Maybe in the future, being allies wouldn't be such a bad idea."