Outside Purple Thunder Fortress, in the Level 30 Elite monster zone.
"My Lord, your decision is wise beyond words. No force can withstand the iron will of the Empire!"
A white-robed priest spoke with smug conviction.
Behind him floated a sizable magical warship, its bow adorned with the sorrowful visage of a sculpted saintess—symbol of the religious Order of the Daughters of Nakah.
"That thing's massive! Almost the size of a Dragon King!"
A colossal Crocodile Dragon emerged from the fortress, each thunderous step covering over a hundred meters, shaking the earth beneath its feet and drawing gasps from the surrounding players.
Witch, along with all the top-tier powerhouses of Purple Thunder Fortress, led an army of sixty thousand Empire soldiers and Lords, marching in grand formation toward Riftrock City.
"There's no need for your flattery, Pontiff. I know what I must do."
