Silence...
A profound, unsettling silence.
With extraordinary calmness, Caesar continued observing the scene unfolding before him like a living painting woven from death itself.
The gentle gust of air that had risen quietly across the battlefield drifted upward before brushing against the marshal of the ground forces, the generals, and the officers gathered within that area. The moment it touched them, the flames burning within their chests dimmed rapidly before vanishing entirely, while the radiant lamps inside their heads flickered weakly and faded one after another. Soon afterward, their faces began surfacing within the black cloud.
Faces darkened by terror.
Twisted expressions filled with pain, confusion, and desperate panic.
They struggled violently inside the cloud as though trying to break free from some invisible prison, their mouths stretched wide in endless screams while the darkness swallowed them deeper and deeper.
