Three Hour Completion
Three hours later, Karl sat with his back against Thor in the ruins of the battlefield. The humans had won a Pyrrhic victory at best, and with the losses that they had suffered, if there had been any Fae left alive, it might have been counted as a loss.
The town that the humans and their allies were defending had been half razed, and most of the civilians were presumed dead, less than one in fifty of the original thousand or so warriors were still alive, and all of them were currently catching their breath.
The battlefield smouldered where Hawk had bombarded it with fireballs to prevent the trolls from regenerating, leaving acrid smoke hanging over the plains, which were now largely devoid of life.