บท 201: Marcus & Fionna

ZINA

If ever two crashing sea tides danced together, that would be a perfect description for the scene that was playing out before Zina's eyes.

Fionna was the goddess of war, molded with precision and brought up by one of the most deadliest organizations in Vraga. She was rage embodied, and she was true to her title as the Red Hand of the Red Sisters of the Greenlands.

Her movements were a blur, her fists and feet striking true with a precision that seemed almost like the kind of thing that appeared only in tales told to children to rouse their excitement.