"We've got 52 Gold Dragons left from the Tier 14 Mythic Units," Elynn reported, her voice steady but heavy. "Sacred Kirins—20 units. Ancient Behemoths… only 3 left. That's a total of 75 Mythic Units still standing."
"For the Tier 13 Legendary Units: 64 Green Dragons, 40 Gem Dragons, 12 Behemoths, 40 Kirins, and 3 Ancient War Trees. That brings us to 159 units total."
"As for the Tier 11 and 12 Royal Units, I didn't do a full count… but we're probably down to around 500 units. Maybe even less. On the bright side, all the heroes made it out alive—no casualties there."
Ethan's eye twitched.
His face twisted in pain, like someone had just stabbed him in the wallet.
Honestly? The losses among the Tier 13 Legendary Units and the Tier 11 and 12 Royal Units didn't hit him that hard. He could live with it.
Not because he was heartless—but because this was war, not some casual game of make-believe.
Soldiers die. That's just how it is.
Every battle costs blood. Sometimes, everything.
