The woman had a lithe, athletic figure wrapped in dark combat leathers reinforced with faintly glowing enchantments. A slender sword was strapped to her back. Her red hair, braided in an almost messy but battle-practical way, caught the sunlight like a living flame. And her golden eyes locked onto Blood Wraith with an irritated look.
"You're going to get both of us killed, idiot," she said flatly.
Blood Wraith cringed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Ehehe, sorry, sis… I got excited…"
Sis?
Damon's expression didn't change, but internally, he was racking his brain. Golden Blade did not exactly have any sisters. Did he remember correctly? Well, technically, he knew Golden Blade only two years after the game launched. Until then, he had only heard of him, so even if he had a sister, it was all hush-hush.
It was weird that such a top-tier beauty did not even end up in the heavenly beauty list compiled by some good person.
