The AfterMath
It's been 4 days since the unbelievable battle in the Capital.
And though they won, it was not without sorrow.
Before the Baymardians came to their rescue, they had already lost a few good men to the war.
Many inwardly prayed for those who died, wishing the Goddess would welcome them with open arms into the heavens.
But death was a normal thing in these times. Many didn't grieve sorrowfully but looked at the men as heroes who were just starting another chapter of their existence in the heavens.
Everyone would die someday. And though it hurts... In these warring times, their grief was but momentarily.
Now, it was time to get back to work.
The many knights and Baymardian soldiers joined in cleaning up the bloodied sites.
All armors, shields, and any metallic objects, were sent to the Private Royal Barracks.
Following that, the horses that survived were also sent there too, if not overly injured.