"Whoever saves our princess will be crowned the next Flame Spirit King!"
A blazing elf roared atop a monstrous steed — the Thunderfire Mare, a beast with a dragon's head and a stallion's body.
"Archangel, aren't you going to stop them? We haven't scouted the enemy's deployment. Charging in now could trigger a deadly ambush!"
Inside the divine item's barrier, the Aurora Blood Curtain, Imperial Marshal Hugh Jackman paled as he turned to Jenonis in alarm.
Jenonis, sword in hand, didn't answer right away. Instead, he glanced at Snow Dream, interest flickering in his eyes.
"So this is the trap you said Usher laid out? Intriguing."
He muttered, "If we didn't hold such overwhelming power, the lack of defenses here might actually be enough to scare someone off."
Snow Dream's eyes were bottomless, as if even gods couldn't see through them. She smiled calmly.
