The second-floor hall rang with noise. Everyone argued endlessly over the battle at Black Cliff Valley, and rather than subsiding, the uproar showed signs of growing fiercer.
At a table diagonally across from the window, three young people sat quietly in standard-issue Alliance martial attire. Their sharply defined features carried a distinctly foreign air, and they seemed wholly out of place amid the restless crowd.
The three belonged to the Wild Horse Tribe, one of the three great Lineages of the Great Tribes beyond the border.
Their leader was Su Lun, a man with an upright bearing and tranquil eyes, his vitality contained without the slightest leakage. He was the Wild Horse Tribe's strongest prodigy of this generation, ranked sixth on the Hero Ranking.
The slightly younger man and woman beside him were his tribal kin. The girl, Na Ya, was strikingly beautiful but spoiled and willful; the honest-looking young man was called Tuo Ke. Taciturn by nature, he habitually followed the other two.
After hearing the storyteller's wildly embellished account, then the mercenary captain's revelation about Fallen Star Extreme Lightning, Na Ya curled her red lips and gave a soft, disdainful scoff. It was quiet, but loud enough for her companions to hear.
"Leaving their other talents aside, Alliance people certainly have a matchless gift for boasting. In the end, that Lin Sheng merely relied on Crimson Lightning Company's Fallen Star Extreme Lightning. Without that deadly weapon, forget defeating a Wasteland Martial Phantom Body-he would have struggled even to survive Prison Demon."
She paused and looked toward Su Lun, a flash of admiration crossing her eyes.
"Besides, Black Cliff Valley lies within the reach of Sun Radiance City's great formation. A Wasteland Martial Phantom Body's power would naturally be suppressed there. It could unleash seventy percent of its strength