The brothers Radahn and Rykard met with disaster one after the other, both losing their lives.
News of something this big spread especially quickly in the Lands Between.
Godwyn heard the news before he even returned to the Haligtree.
As he walked along, he could not help sighing. "Caria is finished."
Yes, completely finished. Ranni alone could not hold it all together.
After Rykard died, Volcano Manor fell apart.
Most of its people left Volcano Manor to find their own way.
The Redmane Army suffered the same fate.
The once arrogant and imposing Redmane Army lost its pillar and guiding force with Radahn gone.
The knights lost their master and began looking for other paths.
Most of the ordinary soldiers laid down their arms and returned to farming. They were happy enough to go home and reunite with their families.
That experience would give them something to boast about for the rest of their lives, and their neighbors would think a little more highly of them.
After all, they had marched out with General Radahn.
The defeat was not their fault. Mortals could do far too little.
That was how things were in the Lands Between: the disparity in fighting strength was enormous.
The strength of the Demigods at the top was beyond comparison with that of the mortals below.
Even if all those people banded together, they would not last more than a few blows from Godwyn.
The disparity in strength between Demigods was also enormous. Someone like Rykard, who was not skilled in combat, had no power to fight back when ambushed by the Roundtable Hold.
Of course, those Tarnished of the Roundtable Hold were no pushovers either.
The history of the Tarnished stretched back further than that of most Demigods.
Their ancestors had followed Godfrey, after all.