Pursuit

The fires in the valley had all been extinguished. Wisps of black smoke rising from the embers silently told of the calamity that had just befallen this stronghold.

Although the Wizards of the Staff of Judgment had taken great care to control the force and range of their spells, considerable damage to many houses had still been unavoidable during the purge of the stubborn resisters.

Many members of the Greywing Tribe had also been caught in the blast of spells and suffered considerable injuries.

The remaining Giants were driven onto the open ground. Some mothers held their terrified children tightly in their arms, their eyes filled with unease and worry for the future.

Following past custom, the several thousand members of the Greywing Tribe would be scattered and resettled among different satellite cities and tribes loyal to the City of Ten Thousand Kings.

Their lives in the future would certainly not be as good as before, but at least they had escaped the calamity of death for now.

Once the people responsible for postwar arrangements arrived, the Wizards of the Staff of Judgment, having finished clearing the battlefield, mounted their Griffins again and began their journey back to the City of Ten Thousand Kings.

Gao Jing also rejoined the Dawn Blade team.

Yue Zhong asked curiously, "I heard you killed Gray Ao?"

Gao Jing nodded. "Yes."

"You were lucky."

The captain of Dawn Blade was quite envious. "You caught a big fish. We didn't have such good luck."

Apart from taking part in the attack on Greywing Stronghold at the beginning, Dawn Blade had gained nothing during the subsequent pursuit. The few small fry they had caught were not even worth exchanging for Merit Points.

But Gray Ao, whom Gao Jing had killed, was worth three thousand five hundred Merit