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The afterglow of victory shone on the battlefield. Although the joy of victory rippled in my heart, this joy was mixed with an undeniable sorrow.
Angelica and Lucifer stood at the front line, gazing at the dark mist that was gradually enveloping the battlefield, their eyes also flashing with complex emotions.
Around them, soldiers stood or sat, some wiping their weapons, others silently mourning their fallen comrades, their faces etched with exhaustion and reluctance.
Angelica slowly raised her hand, gesturing for everyone to be quiet. Her voice became exceptionally gentle at that moment, yet it pierced through everyone's hearts: "The reason we are able to stand here today is because countless heroic souls fell before us."
They used their lives to defend the land beneath our feet and protect our home.
Their sacrifice will not be forgotten; their names will be forever etched in the annals of history.
Lucifer walked to her side and said in the same solemn tone, "Although they have left us, their spirit and courage will always be with us."
We carry on their will, making the abyss world stronger because of our existence.
Let us dedicate this victory to all those who contributed to it.
Subsequently, a simple yet solemn memorial ceremony was held on the battlefield.
The mages used soft, luminous magic to draw images of the victims in the air; their faces shimmered in the dim light, as if bidding a final farewell to their surviving companions.
The soldiers softly sang mournful songs, their voices filled with both sorrow and hope for the future.
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