Bab 118: The patriarch

A vortex of fury formed in the skies, a celestial blue rage casting cold throughout the small forest.

"General…" a soldier murmured upon seeing the skies turn blue, nearly frozen, and the trees around transforming completely into ice. "T-This area has already been cleared…" He stammered in fear, feeling the piercing gaze of the insane woman before him turn towards him. Gathering all his courage, he tried to continue.

"T-The mission will end when we reach the clearing, in the fifth area," he said, trembling with fear and cold, as the temperature around the woman was already below zero.

"Two months should be necessary," she said, looking at the knight with disdain. "Tell the knights to move forward." She concluded while pulling her crystalline sword from the ground. "B-But General… they are exhausted…" The knight murmured, trembling with fear. The woman's gaze turned to him again, colder than ever.