This time, Alex decided to join the undead army in their attack on the Goblin tribe. She realized that her dark magic was still potent. If Arthur couldn't defeat the Goblin Commander, she could lend a hand.
She had been in the castle for three days. Although it was safe, it was unbearably dull. She figured watching the undead battle the Goblins would be far more entertaining—an epic battle she didn't want to miss.
"What should I wear?"
Alex, stark naked, rifled through her wardrobe, struggling to decide. Since she was heading out to wipe out Goblins and expected a fight, dressing smartly was essential.
She picked a white shirt with a black bow tied at the collar. Then, sitting on the edge of her bed, she skillfully gathered her black stockings, slipped her feet in, and pulled them up to her thighs in one smooth motion.
Alex was getting quite adept at dressing like this—practice makes perfect, after all.
