Greenshaw held the pitch-black cone-shaped magic wand in his right hand and the metal box containing the bone-mending wand in his left, swaggering through the fortress.
He casually threw out several black lightning bolts, igniting the imperial soldiers on both sides of the road, enjoying the feast of death amid the splattering blood.
"Too weak! The Imperial Army is too weak! Isn't there anyone here who can fight?"
As his words fell, two tall figures burst out of the walls on both sides of the road, rushing towards him with flying stone bricks.
Greenshaw suddenly screeched like a duck with its neck wrung.
"The Imperial Fist is hiding here!"
The fortress's commanding and assistant warrant officers were on the move!
One of them was a lieutenant and the other a second lieutenant, both possessing extraordinary abilities of the Second Order and First Order "Imperial Fist."
At the same time they appeared, angry shouts came from the direction of the fortress entrance:
