Silence enveloped the air, and mist filled the scene.
The Soul Reaver flickered with Soulfire.
The excess "Voodoo Power" had been utilized by Marinda on her "Legion of the Dead," and almost instantaneously, the "Legion of the Dead" revealed its true form.
All-encompassing!
Endless!
Although it could only be maintained for a moment, but...
It was enough!
At least when she saw the "Legion of the Dead" that surrounded West Berlin Castle entirely, Yekaterina understood how she should choose.
Clash head-on?
No way.
If before, this lady still harbored such a thought, now she had completely abandoned the idea.
This lady wanted to inspire her subordinates' fighting spirits, not court destruction for herself.
And when inspiring the subordinates' fighting spirit, still could not avoid death...
It was time to compromise.
"I would like to apologize for my previous words.
I truly underestimated your fiancée's strength.
