Days passed, and Lysandra's convoy finally reached the outskirts of Blue Salt Shelter. The once‑thriving refuge was now under the control of Tara and the Phoenix Phalanx Clan.
Its walls were lined with guards and banners of the Phoenix Phalanx fluttering with the wind…
Lysandra stood at the front of her force as she looked at the situation.
Obviously, they had already been noticed…
However, they weren't showing hostility or even their affiliation, so Tara was being careful.
"It's not a big shelter…" Lysandra muttered.
She was already aware that it had about 130 members of the Phoenix Phalanx. Eliminating them here wouldn't be a huge blow to the Clan but it would still affect their operations.
"This should be easy." Lysandra muttered.
Behind her, the convoy of four hundred survivors prepared for battle. Fifty of them were Super Soldiers, their bodies enhanced to a higher level.
