While the main army of the Golden Lions and Crimson Skulls was currently experiencing the horrifying and localized reality of being turned into a bloody two dimensional paste outside the front gates, a completely different kind of warfare was taking place in the shadows.
Wraith did not charge with the vanguard. He was a professional, and professionals did not run screaming into open fields against anomalies.
He was a Level 25 Assassin and the leader of a highly specialized independent mercenary squad that the Golden Lions had hired specifically for high value target extraction. While Baron K was busy measuring his ego against the Drifter, Wraith and his three man team had scaled the jagged cliffs flanking the Valley of Cinders.
Wraith clung to the sheer rock face with his avatar entirely cloaked in the shimmering dark grey particle effect of a high tier [Shadow Meld] skill. He possessed absolute optical camouflage and zero footstep audio.
