The frigid winds came hand in hand with Hansberg's desert nights, under the gigantic moon bathing in its moonlight, Velvet stood in a forest ahead of the Valkyries, waiting for Asmodeus's signal.
"Sister, do you think he'll send the signal soon?"
Velvet glanced at Erika and shook her head, then patted her head.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine."
She couldn't help but hold a soft spot for the silly girl who bit her lips when nervous.
Everyone knew how dangerous and big tonight's mission would be. It could also spark war between the Empire and Lumeria. As the harsh wind blew against the trees, bending the delicate branches, a voice echoed faintly.
[It's time!]
Velvet's brows furrowed instantly as she quickly changed from the soft sister to the commander of the Valkyries.
"All units prepare to depart, check your weapons, gather your divine aura."
