The sky was shrouded in mist, and the ground was rife with the scent of blood.
In the city that bore the aftermath of war, ruins stretched as far as the eye could see, and the open spaces were nearly entirely dyed red with the corpses of Titans and their spilled blood. The stench of blood was suffocating.
Fortunately, the brutal war had finally come to an end. With both Seam God and God of Decapitation falling in quick succession, the Divine Beast had been completely annihilated.
The remaining cleanup work would take some time. For now, after enduring a bloody battle, the players were mentally and physically exhausted to their limits. Each had found a random spot to sit or lie down, busy recovering their Vitality.
As for scrambling for spoils? Claiming credit?
