บท 235: Revolt (4)

All of them turned to the stairs. A beautiful young lady with icy blue hairs and indigo eyes stepped down the stairs. Her black clothes swayed with each of the strides. Her face was expressionless, despite being in the presence of six high level circlers, mighty sentries at that.

The bearded leader frowned. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The lady stepped down and stood still. Her eyes gazed into those of him.

A chill ran down his spine. He gulped. "I will ask again. Who are you?! What are you doing here?"

"I was assigned to kill the Synders." She answered blankly.

He sucked in a cold breath. That young lady was a level 9? Even the best of potions could not preserve looks to this extent. Or was she naturally talented? So much, that she got into level 9 in her forties.

That barely mattered anymore. What really mattered was the fact that the lady before them was their enemy.