The black cloaked man walked up to the goblin that had escaped from the front.
"What happened on the front line?"
The goblin immediately lowered its head.
"We lost."
"The commander?"
"Dead."
The black cloaked man frowned. "Did the elves deploy an Elder?"
"No." The goblin quickly shook its head. "It was a human."
"A human?"
"Yes, a human." It seemed to remember what had happened earlier, and even its voice became noticeably unnatural. "He had red hair and wielded a huge crimson greatsword. He... he killed the commander."
The black cloaked man's previously calm expression visibly shifted.
Gabriel's eyes narrowed slightly as well.
If this man had ever received intelligence from Stellar City, then those two characteristics were already distinctive enough.
Sure enough, after several seconds of silence, the black cloaked man suddenly asked,
"What's his name?"
"We don't know." The goblin shook its head. "We only know he suddenly fell from the sky, and then…"
"Enough."
