The fight went as Astarte thought it would.
All of the enemies have been eliminated. Not a single one of them has been left alive, not even those who have chosen to surrender. After all, Astarte has no need for weak soldiers. He has no place for cowards in the ranks of his army. That is why he mercilessly killed everyone, without any biases and without any considerations.
It was simply a bloody m******e. One which he was aided in by the acolytes and the wizard Aeolus. And although they have finished the task assigned to them, the night is still far from over because, there is still a person that they needed to meet that very night. The person who Astarte has been working with for a long time already. None other than the witch.
“When is she coming your eminence?” Ezekiel asked, standi
