Noticing those couple of people who came by to kill her, she let out a sigh.
Do they think I am that valuable? If so, why don't I know about that?!
'Master, how about letting me out?' a voice came from her dimensional spirit space.
'No. I won't let you out. Besides, you are still injured from the last fight.' the lonely spiritual wolf can't help but to feel grateful to her. Seems I got a good master despite of her situation.
Focusing at the figures rushing to her, she summoned her Rage Sword and immediately cut the vines off and right-handedly swunged her sword, making the persons in black fell to the ground. Afterwards, everyone came towards her and battled with her.
Sounds of clashing swords and the green land of the wilderness is now soaking with blood. After slicing the last person who attacked her, she roamed her eyes until it reached the other woman's sinister gaze. She tightly grasp her bloody sword. Her dress is now covered with blood, making her look like she was a Goddess of War, together with her bloodshot eyes.
Just as she was about to attack, countless vines protruted from the wilderness' land, resulting in an jnstant earthquake which made her feel nauseous.
And in just a second, those vines were tightly capturing her, even making her feel like she was being squished by a huge snake.
"Tss. Now my men are single handedly killed by you. Do you know that by doing it made me even happier?" the woman laughed maniacally and slowly approaching Anastasia. "Because your actions makes me feel like I was lucky enough to encounter a treasure like you. I wonder what will that dog emperor say if I make his woman a puppet?" seductively lip biting, she looked at Anastasia, hooked the crook of her hand in Anastasia's chin, and innocently asked.
"Oh sorry! I meant, his former lover. Now, do you mind my earlier mistake?" she smiled innocently while staring at Anastasia's visible wounds. She can't help but to frown. Those imbeciles! They dare to hurt her even though she said capture her--alive with wounds!
"What do you want?" a flash of annoyance flickering in Anastasia's eyes while trying to release her self in the bloody vines.
"Hmm...What do I want? Would you mind if I dare to say I want you to become my kingdom's puppet!" the latter's smile faded as she emphasized every word that she spat.
"So the Hyboria Kingdom dares to make me kneel?" the woman in black frowned when she saw how calm and tranquil her enemy was, while experiencing life and death situation.
"I guess I can't no longer hide behind this mask huh? No wonder you are the renowned Lady of the South!" the woman laughed before removing her mask, revealing her pretty but cunning face.
"Y-You..." Anastasia felt her knees weakened and her voice suddenly disappeared. She couldn't believe that the person in front of her wants to make her as a puppet. She tried to rummage her mind, only to realise that she was the true victim behind all of this.
"Well of course you will be surprised! Oh, maybe you didn't see this coming, Lady Anastasia?" hearing the woman's voice, Anastasia's whole being went mad with rage.
"H-How---what the hell? After all these years, you are still alive?!" the woman, controlling the puppet-like vines, waved her hand to loosen the grip upon Anastasia's body. But those vines are caging the person inside it.
"How many years is it, Anastasia? Hmm...let me think, five years? After those torturing years of my life, you are living well as the Lady of the South!" laughing madly, she has still had the burning look in her eyes.
'Master! That b*tch is still alive! How come she was released? Let me beat this son of a b*tch for you master!' Ashley, the legendary spiritual wolf, can't help but to let out an annoying growl and is trying to go out and tear this mother*ck*ng b*tch, limb by limb!
'Stop Ashley. You are going to be a burden right now if you show yourself unless you want the both of us to be played by her?'
'....' hearing her master's well thought theory, she silently crouch at the corner of the dimensional space, drawing some circles in the floor.
She tried to summon her flames of destruction to destroy this annoying vines but none showed up. Frowning, she looked at the innocent yet devil woman sneering at her.
"Well well well. Don't exhaust your inner energy by summoning those flames of yours. Let me tell you that I casted a formation around you, not letting you summon nor wield any of your Martial Saint Advanced Tier magic." the woman in black glared at her and irritatingly informed her.
'Master, only Martial Honor or Martial Saint in Advanced Tier Rank can successfully do some high rank formations. However, her magic perception isn't like yours. Is this brat...' the wolf theorize silently as she inform her master using soul perception.
"A Martial Honor Intermediate Tier Rank?" Anastasia absentmindedly murmured under her voice. If her magic perception isn't like those Martial Saint like hers but can do high ranked formations can only lead into her being a Martial Honor.
Though, there is a big difference between them. A Martial Saint can rank up slowly and can reach Archmage Tier Ranks. However, a Martial Honor can only rank up until he or she reaches Martial Honor Advanced Tier Rank, not leaving any chances in cultivating in that person's entire lifespan.
And seemingly, the woman before her is a Martial Honor!
"Done theorising, sister?"