Angel (7)

Ang did not stay long at Fokas Fortress.

He simply swiped his Identity Token, informed the duty sergeant that the mission had been completed, and hurried away.

Standing atop the fortress walls and looking at the mist-shrouded Second Defense Line in the distance, he had only one thought left in his mind: return to Indy Mountain Pass.

Mounting his Magic Broom, Ang flew straight toward Indy Mountain Pass, his heart filled with a long-lost warmth and anticipation.

Indy Mountain Pass, Fort No. 3 in the north.

"Quintina, when... when is my brother coming back?" Aisha leaned against Quintina and asked softly, her voice carrying a trace of exhaustion and worry.

"I don't know either..." Quintina lowered her head to look at the bloodstained bandages in her hands, her tone somewhat irritated. "This mission has gone on for too long. It's already been over a month, and we haven't received a single message."

Before she finished speaking, the howls of magical beasts suddenly echoed from afar.

Outside the fort, a new wave of attacks descended once more.

Magical beasts and Demons charged in from both sides of the mountain pass, their dark masses surrounding Forts No. 3 and No. 4 so tightly that not even water could pass through.

The soldiers immediately tensed up and climbed the walls, raising bows and wielding swords—everything repeated in a grim rhythm.

Quintina and Aisha swiftly threw themselves into battle. Frost and watery light intertwined across the battlefield, while blood stained the earth red.

Just then, a streak of light cut through the sky, and a figure dove from high above like a falling star.

"...This many?" Ang adjusted his flight posture as he stared in shock at the black mass of magical beasts below.

The terrain outside Forts No. 3 and No. 4 had