Anna's blood turned cold. Every single fiber in her body screamed that she now stood not before one, but two very powerful beings… beings whose power eclipsed anything she had faced before.
The ferocious black wolf stood tall, with the gnome mounted atop its back, casually smoking from his pipe. No one had noticed their arrival, not even the Mana Vortex assassin behind whom they had appeared.
Seeing the blood drain from the crimson-haired woman's face, the assassin leader felt an intense foreboding feeling gripping his heart. In that instant, his grip around the dagger tightened.
And yet… he could still feel no presence behind him. But judging by Anna's expression and her line of vision, there was definitely someone standing behind him.
