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The rising sun sprinkled the dazzling dawn, casting a magnificent golden glow across the prism-like expanses of Winterspring River.

The chill morning breeze brushed over the waves, creating torrents that constantly collided with the castle's gray limestone foundation, creating clusters of white foam that disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the ceaseless sound of the waves.

Colin stood on the castle's balcony, admiring the sunrise over the Winterspring River.

After a night of chaos, Springs Town had once again regained its calm.

Although the city gate was closed and the patrol guards on the streets had increased, the town's residents weren't overly panicked.

Perhaps it was because the orc army had not harassed them last night, so the residents didn't have a deep understanding of their brutality. Now that the orcs had retreated, they went about their days with ease.

As for what had transpired at the Grant Family castle last night, they were oblivious.