The sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, casting long shadows over the walled region.
But... its golden light revealed the result of the hard labor that had gone into restoring the land—effort poured by its denizens, or more accurately, by the cleaning crew who had worked themselves to exhaustion.
The deep scars left by yesterday's deadly bout—the shattered ground, scattered debris, and gaping holes—had all been patched up.
Loose stones and rubble had been cleared away, and the uneven land had been flattened once more.
Though traces of destruction still remained... the area was no longer the chaotic battlefield it had been just a day prior.
Then... what about the ruined lodge house? It had been the starting point of the chaos, left in complete shambles...
But now, it had been mostly cleaned up.
Whatever could still be salvaged was carefully set aside—planks of wood, sturdy beams, anything that might be useful for rebuilding later.
