How the weak battle

Behind her back were the warriors she trained and cared for. In front of her were the Gluttonbutchers and Snakeblades, which numbered close to 100. Their sizes dwarfed the Cerberus army, yet it didn't matter to her.

She was an Asgardian known as the angel of tactics; her plans made impossible victories a reality. The blue-haired sadist was already sure of her victory when she stepped forward. Her cheerful voice resounded on the battlefield.

"Cataclysm skill [Blood Curtain]!"

Upon announcing her cataclysm skill, the entire battlefield shifted. The monsters in front of her had blood exit their skin like a crimson wave; the blood joined together to form a cape that followed Sinn like a curtain.