From League forces and from outside. Through the smoke and debris, five figures emerged.
Helena Crimsonfang with her war hammer blazing and uncle Victor, leading two hundred Ravana soldiers, Crimson Spire's headmaster with three dozen mages. Shadowgrove's remaining students also converged. And at the front, moving with impossible speed.....was Victoria Steelheart!
But something was wrong somehow, her aura was no longer silver-white. It was silver-crimson, with light and blood mixed.
She'd changed. Evolved. Become something between resistance fighter and League member. She stopped ten meters from The Huntress.
The two fighters faced each other.
"Victoria," The Huntress said calmly. "You've made your choice, eh,"
"I made my choice days ago." Victoria's voice was cold. "When you offered me power to survive."
"Then why are you here?"
