"A female knight!"
At Invincible Strong's shout, Marcus turned, curiosity sharpening his gaze as he looked toward the group of players rushing in from the distance.
As the force of more than fifty players drew closer, their figures gradually became clear. There were over a dozen women among them, yet only one truly stood out, commanding attention without effort.
She wore a suit of violet-red knight armor that was both intricate and imposing, its design delicate in detail yet grand in presence. The armor carried a faint crimson shimmer, as though a subdued flame lived beneath its surface. It made her seem at once formidable and striking, a figure impossible to overlook.
Mounted beneath her was a fiery red Flame Charger, its movements swift and forceful, as if it carried her on a tide of burning clouds. Together, rider and mount looked like a streak of crimson fire cutting across the battlefield, proud and unrestrained, yet precise and controlled.
