By sunrise next morning, the undead army had been nearly completely annihilated.Except for a few stragglers that were being toyed with and ganged up by countless humans, everyone else had been wiped out and the injured had been called back to the healing stations.Rhys killing the Lich was the turning point in the war after which casualties on the human side were minimal.With the undead losing their strength and their tightly-knitted defensive shape, it was only a matter of time before their army crumbled, however, to minimize loss of life, the various guildmasters and experienced human leaders on the front lines, did not push like crazy and instead opted for a more moderate approach where they methodically dwindled enemy numbers while prioritizing human survival.Even Though Rhys had made the biggest contribution in the war by leading the army that saved Ren and also defeating the Lich, he still continued to fight until the morning as he helped wherever his help was needed and did

Rhys felt much better after drinking a few refreshment potions alongside Daren, straight out of the Guild Storage.Somehow, the way Daren treated him now compared to before the war felt very different to Rhys, as although the Vice Guild Master of the Tigers was always kind to him, he did not seem to respect Rhys before today, however, that dynamic seemed to have shifted after the war.Although he did not bring up Rhys's killing of the Lich, or behaved like a religious fanatic, he did seem to enjoy Rhys's company now more than before as he viewed him as an equal, rather than a talented kid."Aghhh, that hits the spot for sure!" Daren said, as he drank the fourth consecutive low grade refreshment potion and felt all his pent up fatigue slowly melting away.Wiping his lips, he began massaging his sore spots as he closed his eyes and lost himself to thought."Men are born for war, Rhys. I have no question in my mind about it….. although I'm sad whenever we lose a guild member in a war. I

The next morning, Rhys joined Professor Mave in the Practical Combat morning exercise session for the first time in a long time and everyone had their eyes fixated on the Champion Of Sol's performance, after he had been missing in action for months.However, to everyone's surprise, Rhys returned fitter than ever before as while he seemed to struggle slightly during the morning training sessions before, in the first session after his return, Rhys did not even break a sweat as he matched Professor Xavier's training intensity without missing a beat.While everyone else, including Maeve was completely exhausted by the end of morning training, Rhys told professor Xavier 'Thank You for the warm-up' , as he did not seem to have taken the morning session seriously at all.Somehow, after the system helped him absorb the soul essence of the necromancer god, Rhys felt like his body had improved several fold as his stamina felt nearly bottomless and his muscles and bones felt stronger than ever.

Rhys studied his surroundings carefully as the first wave of opponents neared his location.Despite the frenzy of attackers from different teams surrounding him, each clad in jackets of red, blue, green, and yellow, there was no coordination among them—only a shared intent to overwhelm the lone figure standing calm at the center, as in the face of such an un-coordinated assault, Rhys did not feel fazed at all.Rhys had already marked a sequence to eliminate them and it was now only a matter of executing his predetermined kill sequence to seize control of the battlefield."COCKY BASTARD! YOU'RE MINE-" Screamed a Bull-Beastman wearing a red jacket, as he was the first one to engage with Rhys.Running at full speed towards Rhys, with his sword swinging in his hands in a natural running motion, there was only the sword thrust movement that he could have performed naturally as to change his stance and perform a slash, he would have needed to slow down his speed first, which he did not seem

Maeve could not accept her loss with grace, as the ease with which Rhys defeated her and the subsequent gazes she received from the crowd made her feel extremely uncomfortable.In life she had been brought up in an environment where she only received love from her family when she showed talent and success, and hence, Maeve inherently did not take defeats too well as it made her feel afraid that everyone around her would start seeing her like an inferior being and detest her.In her mind, the entire basis of her friendship with Rhys was that one incident where he saved her from certain death. However, she genuinely believed that the two of them were in a group together, because Rhys respected her strength as a warrior.After losing to him so pitifully, the first thing that Maeve felt afraid of, was losing his trust and respect, as she felt worried that Rhys would not remain friends with her in the future if the gap between the two of them as fighters widened too much."Hey! Good fight-