The proud and fearsome army of Madara always hesitates to step across the Thunder Pool.
Because there are always two people standing before this Undead Army - a man and a woman. The woman is an Elf, proud and calm as if possessing the radiance of the stars in the sky. Her young age seems incapable of displaying such poise, yet it does not hinder her commanding presence in the slightest.
Medisha, holding a silver long shuttle, stands quietly before Tagus, less than a hundred paces away. In her eyes, Madara's army seems to have long been nonexistent.
And the man is a middle-aged swordsman. He hasn't looked at Madara's army even once, yet the tens of thousands of the Undead dare not ignore his existence.
Because he is Mephisto, the Gray Sword Saint.
"Pallas has initiated the charge." A Black Knight whispered in Tagus's ear.
Tagus nodded.
"What did Lord Instarlon say?"
