1875. Reality

The battlefield was a mess of cracks and destroyed areas. The ghosts had disappeared, but their aura continued to fill the region. Noah felt almost able to smell its peculiar scent while his companions confirmed that he was back into the real world.

'It has been a while since we lost so badly,' Noah thought as the black hole covered the injuries with dark matter.

Noah's first instinct was to laugh. He didn't really care about the old rulers, and all his companions were alive. He had no reason to feel sad over a mere defeat. Part of him even felt glad that the world could still put him in front of challenges.

Those who had fainted slowly awakened as their minds became aware of the situation and activated their centers of power. Everyone learnt about the outcome of the fight at that point, and their attention instinctively converged on Noah.