From afar, a group of figures stood among the ruins and watched the battlefield with grim expressions. Their faces were mostly hidden beneath dark robes, but the frustration in their voices was clear.
"We poured so much effort, but the Crown Prince wasn't able to hold them for long."
One of the figures clenched his fists as he looked toward the battlefield. His expression was filled with disappointment.
"Yeah! He is truly useless."
Another figure lowered his head and let out a frustrated sigh before looking back at the battlefield.
"If only he would have held them back longer, we would have won for sure."
The man standing at the center slowly raised his hand, stopping the others from continuing. His expression remained calm, but his eyes were cold as he watched the situation from afar.
"Enough."
The others immediately became silent.
The man turned around and looked toward the area behind them. A large ritual had already been prepared there, but it had not yet been activated.
