As the army cheered for the nine, they stood side-by-side despite their injuries. The air buzzed with excitement that seemed to engulf the crowd after witnessing the earlier battle. Arthur did not seem proud of his accomplishments, but he allowed them to cheer.
Dorian rushed from within the crowd, pushing past soldiers before he reached them. As he witnessed their injuries and tattered clothes, he could not help but get worried. However, his relief came when Arthur looked at him and smiled.
"You look like a mess, Dorian," said Arthur with a smile as he walked forward. "Is it the first time you've fought creatures of nothingness?"
"And I hope it's the last," said Dorian, pushing forward the question on everyone's mind. "Is that giant of nothingness dead?"
"Although I managed to injure him, I could not kill him," said Arthur with disappointment. "Nameless is an artifact of the gods. Before I managed to kill him, Devaheim intervened to save it. Hence, the armies that appeared."
