"I also feel something odd, considering my wife is the gentlest lady in the world,"
The normally stern Civilian Protection Officer showed a rare softness, as if the memories he had sealed away were slightly uncovered after witnessing the valor of his descendants tonight, but then he immediately returned to the cold calm befitting a warrior.
"So, I'll go first."
Kudell pulled down his fierce vulture mask and swiftly dove downwards using the "Death From Above" technique unique to the Blood Vulture Clan, closing his wings in mid-descent and speeding towards the ground.
Under Phemys's watchful eyes, he plunged to the earth like a burning crimson meteor and swung his elegantly shaped yet exceedingly deadly Griffin greatsword at low altitude, tearing into the cluster of Blood Vulture Rebels like a tornado of death.
In just the first ten seconds of entering the battlefield, four Blood Vulture Rebels who couldn't dodge in time were cut down by his sword.
