Athena was covered in sweat and dust. Her dark hair was sticking to her neck and back as her torn robes had to be replaced. The ground falling away had nearly caught her but one of her men tossed her back at the last moment.
How many had she lost in that trap?!
"Report, how many units do we have left?" When Athena had been chosen as leader, there had been challenges but she demonstrated her skill immediately to silence opposition. It helped that on one could attack each other.
Since the loss of her original strategy, she had adapted as best she could but their enemy was terrifying. Whoever created those weapons was a monster and more terrifying was there was only 1 person she knew of in the tournament that could do it.
Master Frey was a legend to her sect. He had turned the cultivation world on its head with his elemental theories and elixirs. He then revealed himself as a peak grade 2 Forger in Cimmeria from what the rumors said.
