With the sights and sounds of the past few days within the Conqueror Army, Grace only felt a constant flutter of trepidation in her heart, fearing that if she could not persuade them to spare Efanso,
the sky here might as well change, and they would belong to the part that was replaced.
Merely a dozen or so meters out of the main tent, Grace's eyes involuntarily narrowed, a dangerous gleam inside them. She was led by a female mage, and two familiar figures were approaching in the direction of the tent.
These two were none other than Efanso's Rebel Army Avengers' leaders, Yeshandalah and Fan Ruina.
Grace had long known that both these old rivals were also within the Conqueror Army, but they had never met face-to-face, and they had been deliberately kept apart.
And at such a time, a sudden encounter facilitated a face-to-face meeting.
It was undoubtedly not a mistake on the part of the Conqueror Army, but a deliberate arrangement.
