NoveLight ™
Crack!
A cold-faced woman smashed someone’s skull with her mace.
The victim wore a black robe, his body adorned with the tattoo of a black sun. He was one of the Judicators, high priests of the Salvation Order.
“Hah…”
The woman exhaled deeply, straightened her back, and stood upright. Her long hair fluttered in the wind.
The countless corpses strewn around her were evidence of the fierce battle that had just taken place here.
The woman, though alive, bore wounds across her body, and exhaustion was written all over her face.
“These bastards seem stronger than before… How could this …
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I wonder what face she'll make when she saw Piote making a punching bag out of Rift monster ? Now we have the 4th strongest. :D