Vita's War 9
Cobra shuttled through the battlefield like the cold blooded killer he was, reaping lives like they were weeds on a farm. He wore a light smile the entire time he moved and he could only be vaguely sensed by his fellow core members with their various methods and Control.
As for his targets, their chances of sensing him was as high as the chance of Draco remaining celibate, perfectly non-existent. He had a Divine Rank leather equipment set along with two Divine daggers in each hand that formed a system with his class.
Every stab yielded blood from the body of his targets which would form another floating dagger that would rush out and pierce the body of another foe.
So as he moved along, the fellows were practically killing themselves… literally!
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To the west, a giant airship carrying 100,000 men was slowly cruising forward, and on it was a group of elites who looked down as lived were reaped by the cold guns.