Prove That I Am Worthy
When Blake heard the news of many dragons being turned to their side, Blake let out a small sigh of relief. The more combat power they had, the easier it would be to fight the dragonic. There was one person who was on the battlefield. Her hair was covered in blood, and her face was smeared with mud. She looked at the orcs next to her fighting just as hard as she was and wondered if she was doing enough.
She was tired, and her body ached. Her mana had long dried up. So she would only hope her sword skills would get her by, as she was not granted a bow. She was put on the front lines. Her ability to show her worth was here in front of her. She did not wish to go back to being a dog. So she would do her everything to continue forward and regain a bit of her life back.