Chapter 140: Anise's Council
I stood on the highest battlement of the Velkrath Imperium.
The wind howled across the dark plains of the Monster Continent. The Ashfall Marches stretched out before me.
Nyssa's mechanical genius had transformed the entire border into an absolute meat grinder. Trenches were filled with razor wire. Hidden explosive charges lay buried deep in the mud. Thousands of automated heavy artillery cannons pointed their iron barrels toward the eastern horizon.
We were ready for a slaughter.
Footsteps echoed softly against the iron grating behind me.
I did not need to turn around. I recognized the pure, refined mana signature immediately.
"You should be resting with the Pack," I stated, keeping my glowing red eyes fixed on the horizon.
Anise stepped up beside me. The Level 100 Human Hero leaned against the cold brass railing. Her golden hair blew gently in the harsh wind.
