"...The fourth encounter?"
Purple Rain pursed her lips, her eyes somewhat bewildered as she looked at the towering figure before her.
When had she ever crossed paths with the Rust Bone General?
Rust Bone slowly closed his palm, gathering the faint Dragon Extinguishing Fire into his grasp. He patted Purple Rain's shoulder, speaking softly, "Relax, it's just a simple audience with Her Majesty to report some intelligence, it won't trouble you."
As his words faded away.
The towering figure took a step forward, already bypassing the heavily guarded Royal Guard, reaching the position of the loft.
No one had time to react.
Rust Bone was already heading towards the second floor of the loft.
He spread open his palm.
