After Baranka withdrew from the battlefield,
Abidos lay exposed to Sifa's army.
In the area Sifa had just "nuked into peace," more than half the city wall had become history.
Vast stretches of streets near the wall had been razed flat, and everything above ground had vanished.
The ground itself had turned pitch-black and was spewing flames.
Clearly, ordinary soldiers would have trouble crossing this sea of fire.
Just then, the temperature plummeted.
The soldiers of the Sifa Army saw a white figure appear where the city wall had stood.
It was a woman dressed in a holy white robe, possessing both a young girl's innocence and a mature woman's allure.
The seductive charm in her features formed a striking contrast with her ascetic white robe.
Every man who saw her made gulping noises in his throat.
They were swallowing desperately.
She was a woman no man could resist.
The finest companion any man could imagine.
Yet all the men only dared admire her from afar, never daring to approach.
Because she was Katarina, Sifa's maid, a powerful Beyonder!
Katarina walked forward, frost condensing before her and covering the ground.
It laid out a carpet of frost.
The frost and flames canceled each other out, rapidly cooling the air and sending great clouds of steam rising from the ground.
The steam mingled with the mist, making everything even hazier.
Watching Katarina enter the city, the tall, blond Abrio turned to look at the soldiers of the Sifa Army.
He barely raised his voice, yet it carried through the air and on the wind.
"Listen up, all of you. Once you enter the city, obey your officers' orders. Don't act on your own."
"Don Quixote's promise still stands."
"One gold coin for every enemy you kill or capture!"
"Now, follow Lady