The figure on the dock had a petite frame, with a pair of black wings.
Her wings weren't large, but they looked full of strength and grace.
Crab's Corner had already fallen into the hands of the Wing Tribe for some time, so the dockworkers on the pier did not run away when they saw her.
Instead, some were sneakily staring at her.
The uninvited guest wasn't old, probably in her late teens or early twenties, with a pure and sweet face, a tight belly, and a pair of well-toned legs.
Moreover, unlike the women of the Bratis Continent, she was scantily clad, wearing only a set of leather armor and shorts, with her limbs exposed.
It should be noted that it had been not long since winter passed, and the sea breeze that faced her still carried a hint of chill.
But the girl seemed as if she felt no cold at all.
The Wing Clan Warriors stationed at the dock also noticed her, and a patrol squad immediately came before her.
