Once Ilya had finished reducing Regath to cinders, every remaining guard on Regath's side was given the opportunity to retreat.
They accepted without a second thought.
With their allies gone, their leader reduced to ashes, and a monster standing on the opposite side who looked more than willing to decapitate the first man who showed even the slightest hint of hostility, continuing the fight would have been nothing short of madness.
Once the battlefield had finally begun to clear, Kalish released a long, weary breath.
A massive disaster had been averted, and somehow, they had escaped with only a handful of casualties.
Regath had been clashing with him for quite some time now.
Once, he had been a member of the council, a respected warrior who had led countless men into battle. He had been someone Kalish genuinely cared abou and respected, a man he had once been proud to call his friend.
But somewhere along the way, Regath had grown consumed by his hunger for authority and power.
