[Fulfilling the promise. Starting the burst. First update of the day.]
The battle had lasted for a full four hours. It was only when the Indian players were routed back to the city in a chaotic, widespread defeat that we finally got the chance to clean up the loot left on the ground. Because the dark side of human nature was unavoidable, multiple incidents of players snatching equipment broke out. To deal with this, I had Never Yield lead the members of Paradise Lost to occupy a corner of the mountainside, forbidding any players from other guilds to enter. Consequently, intimidated by the reputation of Paradise Lost, no one dared to come over and share the spoils. Other guilds followed suit—the large guilds claimed more territory, while the smaller ones took less, achieving a certain degree of balance.
Evening had already fallen, and night was approaching fast. This was an unfavorable time to launch an offensive, especially since we were not familiar with the terrain here. A rash attack would only result in us taking losses. Therefore, I did not recommend that Paradise Lost make a night assault on the main stronghold of the City of Lost. Moreover, this was merely a border region, still nearly a five-hour journey from the target. Rather than fatiguing guild members with a night march, it would be better to let them rest for the night and fight again the next day with restored energy.
Chapter 453