Judgement
"Shit… another battle has appeared."
The feeling of sweat and grime practically sticking to us traveled throughout the entirety of the battlefield, which had encapsulated pretty much every corner of Amlas.
No place was safe, and chaos had ensued. No trenches had been dug yet, but more blood had been spilled than in any battle before. No armies had been recruited or set up yet, but there were more fighters than in any battle I had seen before.
"What an absolute shit hole," I muttered to myself before deflecting my spear deflected a bullet by itself.
I had no idea what to do as manipulating such chaos was completely out of my control… but first of all, who did this?
Who else had the power to ensure such destruction and unusable human resources?
"Let's go home," Bella muttered, her head hanging low as we stepped through the corpses and mountains of burnt flesh.