After the 651 War_1

The silver moon hangs low.

Scattered across the Luval Valley Plain are specks of light.

Even in the darkness of the night, the strong scent of blood attracts countless greedy vultures circling in the sky.

Uncountable bodies of orcs and humans nearly cover the entire plain, a massive amount of fresh blood flowing into the tributaries of the Luval River, staining the water a striking red.

On the edge of the river valley, a small group of orc warriors still resist, but what awaits them is inevitable annihilation.

Human warriors run back and forth across the battlefield, gathering spoils of war while finishing off any orcs that hadn't been fully killed.

The clamor of human voices is largely cheers of victory.

We've won!

At last, we've won!

The nightmare that began at the Sky Breaking Mountain Range has finally ended.

That seemingly insurmountable enemy, finally, has become captives.

The Empire is no longer in danger.

Humans will continue to dominate this continent!