Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 799

As soon as they crossed Swallowstone Street, Carissa felt an oppressive murderous air surround themn.

The killing intent was palpable, accompanied by a scent of blood that only someone attuned to such darkness could detect. Carissa recognized it all too well–from that fateful night at Valor Estate, when those suicide soldiers had descended like shadows.

Her mentor had once spoken of the brutal process of training these killers. Those who survived emerged from the corpses of beasts and men alike, forged in a sea of blood and death.

And no matter how skilled they became, they always carried with them a heavy aura of slaughter and a lingering stench of blood.

“Everyone, stay alert!”

Her voice cut through the wind, reaching every ear in the group.

Eyes narrowed in focus as they gripped their weapons tightly, sensing the slightest rustle in the air. After they crossed the intersection, a faint yet sharp tremor filled the atmosphere. It was the unmistakable sound of swords being drawn, carried by the northern wind.

“Stop!” Michael raised a hand, halting the formation.

he shouted, dispersing the nearby

at Michael’s warning before turning and running in

sliced through the

figures descended from both sides, clad in tight–fitting clothes and masked, weapons drawn and aimed directly at Carissa. Their intent seemed singular–to take her down. Carissa’s expression hardened as she sprang into action, her spear slicing through the air. She leaped over the flurry of blades, bringing her weapon down with a force that shook the ground beneath her. “Kill them!” Michael shouted and rushed forward, his sword clashing against an incoming blade. Ten capital guards remained behind to guard the carriage while the rest charged into the fray.

air.

keep up. If even

enough to keep her occupied, while Michael found himself unable to hold off a single assassin on his own–he needed at

went after the other four assassins.

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and the chosen elite still provided an edge. Despite the assassins‘ vicious techniques, no one from the Capital

at a stalemate Carissa began to feel the strain, but she still wouldn’t let them gain the upper hand or inch closer to the

glanced back, surprised by what he saw. He had witnessed Carissa’s martial prowess before Although these assassins were formidable, battling five at once with her skills shouldn’t have pushed her to such a

her as his own fight demanded his full attention. The capital guards faced the four remaining assassins with increasing difficulty. They almost sustained injuries several times, but the capital guards stationed by the carriage managed