[High Ridge - Anaconda Path.]
"Lord Tenth, should we attack?" The dark cloak figure asked, staring at Lord Tenth's unmoving back. His voice was laced with a mix of bloodlust and reverence for the Lv500 commander.
'That human... Why is she so calm before such an army?' Lord Tenth thought, his advanced optical sensors whirring as they zoomed through the dissipating fog. His gaze was fixed entirely on Mirabella, who was still sitting cross-legged on the reinforced carriage roof, her eyes serenely closed as if the impending massacre was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
"Maybe she is the princess's personal guard, she is even a Lv325 All-bloodlines." The figure behind said, utilizing a high-tier appraisal skill to scan Mirabella's surface-level stats, completely unaware of the monstrous true power hidden beneath her system mask.
