The words that came from Saki’s mouth were a double-edged sword. Though it was the familiar voice of an ally, the name of her skill uttered in such close proximity sent a shiver down my spine. Darkness surrounded me, along with the others. Knowing full well what Saki’s skill entailed, it was likely that she
I looked around. The results of the grand battle in the center had registered all throughout the Purnesian side. Cries of panic rippled through the ranks as their apparent champions had been defeated. Their ultimate weapons were no match for the abilities of the Electi, so it was natural to think that they had lost.
When my normal attacks failed me, what else could I rely on but good, old-fashioned brawling? Granted, I wasn’t an expert on fists of fury, but there were other ways to fight that didn’t count as a direct attack. Somehow, Orwitz’s strikes didn’t register as such, so a loophole existed. Lau could often damage me
The thundering sound of an army approaching could be heard from the city gates of Bryansk. Already, the walls were lined with gunners, their weapons in hand for the inevitable battle. Standing almost shoulder to shoulder, the remaining Purnesian Army had been forced to flee all the way to their final bastion. Now, the remaining
I couldn’t remember what happened. I simply woke up with a sore head and the sound of sharp breathing behind me. One moment, I was walking with Saki, her hand pulling my arm forward, and the next, darkness. I buzzed away the lingering cobwebs as I tried to analyze the situation I was in. On
I couldn’t bring myself to fault Ludmila after facing off against her. The girl had always been a follower, unwilling to think for herself. And despite the blade coming towards me, I almost felt happy. Happy that she had decided to finally seek her own path. The burning eyes of determination, different from the blank
The rumble of life once again roared around Ludmila as the chime of the final bell tapered off. In the next blink of an eye, movement returned to its normal flow. “GAHHH!!!” Claude yelled, realizing that he had been stabbed. To him, she had disappeared and reappeared before him, totally causing him to step back
Ludmila dashed forward, her arm thrusting sharply. The knife pointed at her opponent this time was not Urkan, but the Master that she chose to follow in this world, Claude Evers. In her mind, the corruption that started to plague him made her recall how deep the evil had been rooted within Urkan. Once she
“Once again…” Ludmila stared in shock at the scene before her. Even though it was a fragment of her past, the horrific brutality of seeing her sibling ripped from her mother had not dulled in the slightest. It made her gag. It filled her with a sense of utter hatred and despair. It threatened to
Over a week earlier, the royal castle of Sistina was abuzz with a plan of its own. After Queen Katalina successfully created a set of portals that allowed for quick travel between Faulkner and Fort Valga, it was time to visit Sanshiro and Macali in an act of diplomacy and install entryways there as well.