As the Red Horn King was killed, the earthen wall, which resembled a collapsing mountain, shattered into countless dust particles, which scattered across the ground in a tumultuous manner.
The dust settled, and the battle ceased.
Blood River King and the others stared at the Red Horn King's head, which lay scattered in the dust, their faces expressionless, as if the king's death had nothing to do with them.
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