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The war had ended. The expedition had won, and the Demon King of Void had been erased from existence.
"Leo, this will hurt a little," Caron said quietly.
"I'll manage," Leo replied.
Thunk!
Caron drove Guillotine deep into Leo's thigh and exhaled softly. Within Leo's core lingered faint traces of the Demon King's power—worthless now that the Void's ruler had perished, but Caron was never one to leave anything uncertain.
"Guillotine," he murmured.
"It was already fading anyway," Guillotine said.
Whoosh.
Violet light seeped from Leo's body into the blade, then vanished without a trace.
"Seria," Caron called.
"Yes, Caron," Seria answered, placing her hands gently on Leo's wound. Holy power bloomed beneath her palms, mending the torn flesh in an instant.
Caron patted Leo's back firmly and smiled faintly, then said, "It's time to head home."
He slowly turned, surveying what remained of the battlefield. The surviving members of the expedition were embracing one another, their cries echoing through the ruins.
"We did it!"
"The continent has triumphed!"
"The Demon Kings are gone for good!"
There was no divide of race or allegiance now—humans, beastfolk, tiger clan, and mages all shouted together as one.
Their joy was natural, yet as Caron watched, a shadow crossed his expression.
Victory felt hollow. The ache of loss weighed heavier than the glory of triumph.
"…It would've been nice if...
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