As the first day of battle ended, the human army was in high spirits. The battlefield, which had been drenched in blood just hours before, was now filled with laughter and cheers. The soldiers set up their camps a few miles away from the Demon Castle, singing songs of victory and recounting their battles with enthusiasm.
"Did you see how I sliced through those demons?" the 7th realm Doom nation soldier boasted, lifting his staff to the sky. "I must have taken down at least five hundred!"
"Hah! I shot down more than eight hundred with my fire arrows," another wizard chimed in, taking a swig of his wine. "The spirit world is a blessing! The mana here flows like a river!"
The soldiers cheered in agreement. Having fought all their lives in the mana-starved lower realms, they now found themselves surrounded by an endless source of energy. It was as if they had stepped into paradise, where their strength had been amplified beyond imagination.
