The noisy battlefield fell utterly silent in an instant, as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Only the burning grass some distance away and the lingering stench of blood in the air proved that the fierce battle had truly taken place.
Gauss came over to Shadow and the others.
Aside from Shadow, neither Alya nor Theron was in particularly good shape.
Several of Gauss's Clay Creatures had been blasted to pieces.
Such "sacrifices" were unavoidable in battle. Fortunately, they did not really count as losses.
As long as he used Clay Magic, they could "revive."
From the enemy's perspective, Clay Magic was indeed somewhat unfair. The enemies were clearly fighting with their lives on the line, and every injury they suffered was real, while Clay Creatures could be restored as soon as they received mana, even after being blown into pieces.
"It's over."
Alya looked at the chaotic battlefield, put her hands on her hips, and sighed.
She had already lain down in the tent, ready to sleep.
After being put through all this, her drowsiness had completely vanished.
However, feeling the rapidly growing Class Rank experience within her, she could not bring herself to voice any insincere complaints.
Judging by the result, this night raid had benefited everyone in the team.
Alya felt that she might not be far from leveling up again.
Wasn't this a little too fast?
She scratched her head.
Although the process had been somewhat dangerous, it had not reached the point where her life was hanging by a thread.
Was it because Gauss was there, combined with the relatively large scale of the monsters involved in this attack?
Looking around the battlefield, there were countless ordinary goblins left behind, and many more had slipped away amid the chaos.
There had been more than