The smell of blood—Andresha was no stranger to this scent.
She stood in front of the communication Tower's main door, holding it half‑pushed open. The perception of a powerful Order Supernatural spread outward, and the various auras inside the high tower flowed into her mind. After only a few seconds, she stepped back directly and closed the door again.
She turned around, striding toward the east hall with steps as swift as the wind, while countless thoughts and conjectures mingled with all the information hinted at by recent events, churning through her mind like storms. Her footsteps gradually steadied, and one question after another rose in her head. The first question that came to her was—
If one wanted to blind the highest commander of Winterwolf Fortress for a full twenty‑four hours without any blind spot, and make sure that not a single Soldier accidentally tore the "curtain" during this period… how many people would that take?
