"Black Fang…" Maelstrom growled with extreme displeasure.
Instead of being happy that another department head arrived to reinforce the ranks of their syndicate, the man was anything but joyous to notice her presence. The rumors of these two beings as rivals as far as their departments went, and also personal enemies, were definitely holding a lot of truth to them.
I had to give it to Black Fang, though. She was right. Although it was impossible for me to get a proper count, I wouldn't be surprised if the original 30,000+ army was reduced to half of its members based on the innumerable number of human corpses strewn all around the battlefield.
"What in the name of the Goddess are you doing here?"
The woman made no effort to answer, not even changing her expression.
"We were ambushed by an enormous Covenant force. Our scouts were somehow rendered ineffective, probably by some long-range dark magic we had no previous knowledge of," Maelstrom defended himself.
