Cyntilla looked at her broken arm as if it was normal. The dried blood soaked her battle robes with her broken helm at her feet. She was in a tent that stank of blood and death.
Her virulent yellow eyes were currently exhausted but the line had held.
"Lady Cyntilla, I bring a report." A young man missing his left arm and covered in inscribed bandages knelt in front of her. His missing limb would normally not be a problem for an Immortal no matter the tier but after nearly 2000 years of war, things were becoming tight.
She waved at him to proceed despite the rather public setting.
He put his right arm double tapped his chest before his dark eyes became grim.
"The Heavenly Maiden Sect and Divine Sword Sect lost 2 of their elders today. The Rubyfire Empire had to give up all their ground based positions–" It was not just the 4th layer at war but the entirety of the Celestial Fields.
