Nineth Immortal fluttered her wings wildly. She used every ounce of control she had. "Move IT!!!" She smashed into level fifty Bandit General. He was deeply scarred, as if all his crimes had edged themselves on his skin. Fort Kim was a massive one kilometer wide fort. The fort had no high walls or sprawling towers. Instead, it projected an intense magic barrier. As soon as she landed, it enveloped the Fort. Thin magic rod floated in the air with deadly intent.
Her blades cried out as she unsheathed them. Willow and Wail thirsted to reap all the lives around. She was surrounded by a hundred grunts leveled between forty and forty-nine. Nineth Immortal grinned. This fight would be brutal! Her klein resumed its full position, leaving no part of her uncovered. Her aura pressed down on these warriors.
