Escorted by a procession, the lady in white strode toward the edge of the lake.

Everyone had turned toward her when they heard her laughter and froze up right then.

"L-Lady Silverbell..."

Stanwick turned rigid when he saw her too, and he dropped on the floating platform with a thud.

He stared blankly at the lady, panic written all over his face.

"Lady Silverbell!"

Upon seeing Stanwick's dramatic reaction, the martial artists and audience members-be it from Zamri from Riverton-were all bowing their heads in salutation. "At ease."

woman. None of them would dare question her strength or the official

"I, uh..."

for the longest time but somehow could not manage a single coherent

kowtowing repeatedly. "Forgive

so imposing a moment ago, was now as humble as he was pathetic. However, Silverbell was not going to let him off easy, as she had a vague feeling that he was

us who put you up to this," she demanded. "It was such a terrific stroke too, using the

up at her question and smiled awkwardly. "It's not

her sword with an audible swish and aiming it

trembling, but he looked around at the

not say it in front of so many, Silverbell snorted as she airwalked over

and technique left all the martial artists and audience members mesmerized-her strength was certainly above the

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