extended a hand, a few strands of blue silk floating and landing in her palm. Two glistening teardrops slid from her eye sockets, devoid of sorrow or grief, her face still as cold as ever."The silken...Centipede's army spewed out swathes of multicolored cloud mist, which carried deadly toxins, attacking the enemy army across from them. The enemy army roared as flames and hurricane-force winds swept...