Not even mercenaries take discipline lightly

The night was as cold as it was dark. Normally, Namidia would have no other choice but to endure the cold touch of the metal plates of her armor, but tonight…

Tonight was as scary as it was warm. 

When the first strikes fell upon the camp, Namidia thought it was divine retribution for the arrogance of humans daring to step so near the divine forest. 

She saw with her own eyes how a monstrous force slammed into Cessayah, the highest-ranking mage in the whole mercenary guild, instantly reducing her beautiful body into a bunch of scrapped meat… Only to then consume it all when a cone of heavenly fire blossomed from where the mage was struck. 

With her own eyes, Namidia witnessed that very fire consume the guild officers who stood guard to keep all the fans away from the high mage as she invoked her immense abilities.