Nedra The Puppeteer

Leon was excited to fight, but he was not alone. As the other A ranks scattered through the fort noticed his presence and rushed to corner him, a strange presence passed over them.

A lady in white stood at the highest point of the fortress. Her lips were curved in an alluring smile, and her bright red eyes looked like it had been doused in the blood of her enemies.

"Where do you think you're going?" Nedra's voice was sweet like honey, boosted by her powerful skills and the tiny bit of Divinity that flowed through her body and core. It applied a temporary dazed effect to the A ranks, despite their strengths.

One particular Mid A rank that was close to reaching the official standard of High A ranks was closer to Nedra. As soon as his eyes clouded over, Nedra's body blurred, and she appeared in front of him. There was no weapon in her hands, and she held onto his chin. Her red eyes flashed with light briefly, and a tint of scarlet bloomed within the man's green eyes.