🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

No one knows why Erish decided to leave his post for a moment. Perhaps he was annoyed by the ninjas who traded their attractiveness for the favor of some incomprehensible Abomination, or perhaps he underestimated the goddess Shiris’s love for causing chaos in battles. Or maybe Kamistella simply didn’t hear the order from Commander Ushumgall to remove the rear-guard ginza devotee. However, Erish would hardly put someone else’s order above the order of his mistress. Unfortunately, Kurva had gathered far from the most unintelligent Calcite warriors under her command. As soon as the only enemy mage was left without cover, he was immediately taken down with accurate shots. Without the help of the all-powerful Shiris, the Calcite rifle battalion would have achieved nothing, but what can you do if this belief is so popular in the south of Anush... But the unfortunate ninja-san with the code name 3, who survived this turning point in the battle without any problems, is a different story. It was a turning point because the Calcite warriors sensed the enemy’s weakness and rushed into the attack. Or maybe they sensed the aroma of their own burning flesh and decided to hurry up a bit... that’s also an option. “That which is dead... cannot die!” thought Kamistella. What are arrows to her when she has already lost her head... And yet... it’s unpleasant to be a pincushion... The Lunarian even managed to avoid some of Shiris’s charged shots, but it didn’t help her much. Having taken too much damage, her body temporarily failed, and Kamistella collapsed onto the warm Calcite sand. Her soul rushed after the Skirmons... oh, but no. Sir Tann hadn’t ordered her to die yet.