Victory Belongs to the Husky
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
No one had ever seen such a battle scene.
There were no rules, no tactics, no visible formation with battle flags, no order; only the most primitive and wild melee. The strange abhumans and beasts were frantically waving their weapons and claws. They overran the entire wilderness as if they were out of control. It seemed that it was not a sacred battle between Order and Chaos, but an internal brawl of Chaos. The dogfight was so messy that it was impossible to distinguish who was the actual monster.
Perhaps to some humans, both sides of the war were monsters.