Asura stood atop the black walls of Arachneas with a look of curiosity and amusement. He felt overjoyed that the relief forces would arrive at the capital today, or rather, three of his lovers who snuck along with them. As he waited, his eyes drifted down to the small army waiting just beyond the range of the wall's trebuchets.
'It seems they will soon arrive.'
While Asura was lost in thought, a flicker appeared from his shadow as the beautiful Lucia stepped out, her hair like obsidian and eyes like the midnight sky fluttering with delicate long lashes. Her skin, pale as porcelain, was an artwork created of pure beauty. As she spoke, her voice carried a melodic quality, soft yet powerful.
"It appears the orcs have spotted the relief force, my lord. Are you that excited to see Lady Xavida and Mu Xue again?"
