"Follow me shortly to kill the Split Claw General and personally take its head. You'll also have to personally destroy the command flag on this position."
"Come on, Mark, I know what I need to do."
Lady Lionea was still not quite accustomed to such "achievements delivered to the door" situations, but tonight was indeed different. The fierce battle before her made her fully understand that the Transia People were advancing this strategic, haphazard yet resolute battle at the risk of complete annihilation.
She was not here to gild her name on the list of merits.
The mission she was undertaking was not an easy one.
Yet, at this moment, this assertive Bow Knight couldn't help but mock her timid "rumored boyfriend", she whispered:
"When you, an Iron Elite, are escorting me, a Silver Archer, could you please not show that dreadful air of dominance? You know, most of the time, I'm the one protecting you."
"Tonight is different."
Maxim was not as silent as usual; he warned: