Vira Serpentscale and Xalia Moonshadow hovered above the battlefield, their eyes sharp and minds calculating.
The two warriors had been summoned to eliminate the threat before them, yet they had not been given any real information about the enemy.
It was frustrating—an insult to warriors like them who thrived on understanding their foes before engaging in combat.
They were accustomed to strategizing, outmaneuvering their opponents with precision, not being thrown into the fray blindly.
Vira, with her serpentine grace, moved her fingers along the hilts of her twin daggers, her golden eyes flickering across the battlefield below.
"They send us here with no knowledge of the enemy? I thought the Asura Empire had more honor than this," she muttered, her voice filled with venomous disdain.