Raven exhaled slowly, wiping the blood from her fingers. "I don't like this. They fear us, yet they're still willing to die."
"I know…" Vashno replied quietly. His gaze swept over the remaining enemies—men trembling, yet still glaring at them with fanatic resolve. "They're insane."
Raven's expression hardened. "Let's clean this up."
Vashno nodded and lifted his hand.
Boom!!
A wave of power erupted outward.
The enemies screamed and then fell silent.
Moments later, the fog began to settle again, and the entire forest grew eerily quiet. A thick, metallic scent of blood drifted through the air, coating everything like an invisible film.
All the attackers were dead.
Raven and Vashno stood side by side, surveying the aftermath. Mangled bodies, shattered armor, and ruined earth stretched across the clearing.
"The locals are hostile… I don't know why, but this is going to be troublesome," Raven muttered.
