"Good… next one, Ragnar…" Kaiser ordered, preparing for another round.
Ragnar didn't speak a word. He closed his eyes, and the shadows suddenly stretched along the canyon walls. The trio was sucked into a vortex.
The sensation of movement was instantaneous. They reappeared in the center of the Imperial faction's main tent.
In the absence of Olivia Dantalion, authority here rested with Adrian and Kris, but the two of them were currently patrolling the outer ramparts.
The plan was radically different from the previous attack. For the Pendragons, Kaiser had wanted a precise signature, that of the Blazing Lion Art. Here, it was simply a gratuitous, anonymous massacre meant to sow terror and paranoia.
The moment they materialized, Kaiser spotted a female student seated at a desk, studying tactical maps. She bore the Dantalion crest.
Kaiser didn't give her time to look up.
He used
