Flashes of lightning filled the lady's eyes.
In the small cramped cell of the bandits' hideout, infernal screams resounded in the air as the smell of burnt flesh came wafting through to her.
A massacre was unfolding outside.
The earth trembled.
The lady placed her hand on the walls and tried to balance herself.
"Is the mountain splitting apart?"
The ground below was cracking open from the incessant trembling.
The lady closed her eyes and took in a few breaths.
Not a single of those bandits were around anymore. All of them had ran away. Or at least, tried to run away.
Her guard was more capable than she initially realized. She knew it when she saw him crushing the merchant troupe with his presence alone this morning, but it was something else to see him in action.
A cloud covered the moon's gaze.
And the walls of the cell at her back broke down.
A cold, chilling breeze made her veil flutter as cramped cell was obliterated completely.
A voice reached her ears.
