Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 154 154:Snow Witch

SWOOSH!SWOOSH!SWOOSH!

A few miles away, a regiment made their way walking through the vast plains. The darkness and stillness of the plains were stirred by their rapid movements.

Despite the dim vision they didn't halt their march rather their speed increased.

"Why are we marching like this?"

"It's already night."

"I want to rest."

"SHUT UP!"

A strong voice spurred over them.

"The commander has ordered us to keep marching. And have all forgotten. Since when has Our Commander's decision been wrong? Because of her, we have gained a huge footing despite being a platoon made of only females. There might be an emergency that's why we are moving quickly."

1st Female Regiment, Rose Troops lead by the woman known as Snow Witch.

A troop consists of an entirely female group which had broken the preconceived status quo by gaining immense popularity and fame.

Though women had slight disadvantages when compared to a man, there were many aspects they could train for and the rise in cultivation also hid their flaws.

Rose troops were primarily known for their nimbleness, and stealth and were often tasked with reconnaissance missions, support, and night raids.

They hadn't encountered much difficulty except for a few goblins but in the midst of all this, their commander suddenly changed the trajectory of their march.

The Vice-Commanders and others asked the reasons for this but she didn't give any explanation. She planned to go alone to a certain place but her regiment decided to follow her no matter what.

But things started to grow tense, as they even walked when the night had already descended.

In front, Melony stared at the commander's blank face as she marched on. Being with her for so long, she could feel that the commander was in distress and restless.

"Commander, can we stop?"

"NO!"

A sharp refusal cut her off.

The woman who is famous for the nickname Snow Witch rebutted sharply. She was the one who made Rose troops, gathered females from all over, and trained them to apex.

The current batch was just 20% of the whole troop that entered the shadow zone and many women soldiers gaining foothing from here had occupied important positions in the Federation.

"Commander.."

In the span of many years, those who accompanied her had never seen her so worried and uneasy.

She had never been so willful but today she felt that if she didn't follow her heart, she might never be able to.

Ignoring other thoughts, she marched on.

After her father called her back he disclosed a secret that shook her to core. A revelation that lessened her guilt and gave her the courage to confront him proudly to ask forgiveness.

He also revealed the power to trace him by seeing the strings of fate connected to one another and she can see it.

The moment she entered the shadow zone, the strings reacted drawing endlessly towards him.

And now the faint strings of fate were drawing near and her heart kept on beating violently.

'He is here!'

'I have to meet him. I can't let this opportunity go and then regret it.'

"Madam…'

BOOM!

Melony's voice stuttered as she heard a loud voice from afar and lifting her chin, she saw flames and touches lighting up the space.

As they drew closer, they heard screams of pain, agony, and bewilderment.

"MELONY!"

"Yes, Madam!"Melony shouted with a loud voice.

"Lead the troops. Prepare for battle. I will go ahead."The woman then kicked the ground with a strong force and propelled herself forward with a lightning-fast speed as she tore her away through the veil of darkness.

In just a few moments, traversing through the sky and tearing the darkness, her figure landed on the ground with a loud impact creating a shockwave.

Due to the shudder of the ground, the Orcs due to their huge body staggered and stumbled.

The Orcs blown away haven't even stood up, when an white arc lighting up the space, passed through the necks.

"KHUMMM!"

"KYKKKK!"

"Enemy!"

In just a span of few minutes, Orcs and goblins were slaughtered like vegetables on a chopping plate.

Everyone watched in awe and disbelief as the mysterious female warrior carved a path of carnage through their ranks. Her movements were fluid and graceful, yet deadly as a viper's strike, leaving a trail of fallen foes in her wake.

"Wait!I know her…."

"Yes, I have also seen her…"

"Isn't she…."

The soldier gasped in shock seeing a figure trailing through the blood drenched rain and shouted in joy."

"She is the Commander of Rose Troops, The Snow Witch, Irina Woods."

As the chaotic symphony of battle raged on between the goblins,Orcs and humans, a hush fell over the battlefield as a lone figure emerged from the shadows. Clad in glinting icy armor adorned with the insignia of the Rose's troops, Irina strode forward with an air of unwavering determination.

Her presence seemed to freeze the air with chilliness, causing both friend and foe to pause in awe.

From her body, a bitter aura of ice detonated around, chilling the enemies on drawing closer. The ground she stepped on was covered in ice and soon a malevolent storm of snow raged on.

"ARGGGGH! FREEZING!"

"So COOOOOLLLDDD!"

With a mighty swing of her sword, she cleaved through the ranks of goblins, her movements a dance of death that left a trail of fallen foes in her wake.

The humans, encouraged by her arrival, rallied to her side, their spirits lifted by the sight of the fearless figure leading the charge.

The goblins sneaking around were directly affected by Snow turning into statues.

The humans who were held by lumps of goblins looked down to find the goblins holding their legs turned into immovable frozen statues that broke when they raised their feet.

Shockingly, only the enemies were harmed by icy frost while the cold chilling wind blowing around didn't affect humans at all, showcasing her impressive and exquisite control.

"She really deserves to be called the Snow Witch for a reason."

"Yeah, what an impressive power and precision."

Praising heartily they lurched ahead.

With a resounding battle cry, they surged forward, pushing back the Orc horde with renewed vigor.

Irina's every strike was precise and deadly, her skill unmatched as she carved a path through the enemy ranks leaving a trail of snow covered by greenish and crimson blood.

Her eyes blazed with determination, fueled by a fierce sense of duty to protect the soldiers around and secure victory on the battlefield.

And soon Rose troops joined the ranks only to marvel at the glorious sight of snow falling over the chilling landscape.

As the dust along with flakes of snow settled and the last echoes of battle faded away, Irina stood over a heap load of corpses while holding two swords. Her presence brought a beacon of hope amidst the chaos of war.

However, amidst this, Irina's black eyes scanned across the battlefield for a familiar figure.

And as she shifted her attention, her eyes finally noticed the silhouette of the figure she had been longing for but by the time she looked, Leon had already shifted his gaze.

Her eyes almost welled up seeing the figure and she was about to call him when the figure moved around to clash with the enemy, and a quite formidable one on top of that which shook her to the core.