Chapter 131: Lysandra's Vengeance
The mud beneath our boots was thick with soot and Elven blood.
Kaelith, Nyssa, and Anise stepped back, forming a tight perimeter. They raised their Arcane Assault Rifles, systematically gunning down any Purist reinforcements trying to interfere.
They did not look at the four High Elven Commanders. They respected the sacred law of the pack. This was Lysandra's hunt.
"Brutal," Kaelith muttered softly, watching the dark aura bleed from the Succubus's body.
"They earned every single second of what is about to happen," Nyssa replied coldly, pulling her trigger and dropping another Elven scout in the distance.
Lysandra stood perfectly still. Her massive maroon wings were fully extended, casting a dark shadow over the four men who had once kept her in chains.
The lead Commander let out a furious battle cry. He surged forward, raising his glowing greatsword.
