Thunder shook the entire city of Yalenia as black lighting shot from the sky, bombarding the Yalen Army as it tried to encircle Arthur Netherborne. The man was here without his massive army and powerful guild, but somehow, they were the ones being pushed back by his mere presence.
"What did you come here to do, Arthur Netherborne?" asked the second general, Damien Shaw, with narrowed eyes. His strategic mind seemed unable to wrap his head around Arthur's single-man-army approach.
"I came here to save the innocent and slay the wicked," said Arthur without a pause in his steps, advancing toward them like a death reaper. "You know who the wicked is, right, Yalen King?"
"You are the wicked," said the king without a hint of shame as he cupped his hand behind his back, acting confident. "And you came here for justice to be served!"
