Chapter 1212 The Enemy Out of Nowhere

• They drove through blizzard and gale, the storm be damned. Over the snow, two figures flashed past—one man, one woman.
• The man wore armor over a blue robe. He looked cultured, but the dominance rolling off him was hard to miss.
• The woman was stunning, tall, and every bit his equal. Her rounded, long legs were wrapped in brown leather armor that screamed sharp and capable. Her hair fell like a waterfall to her waist, a woman like the wind—here, gone, untouchable.