Three years have passed since the battle at the Adamantita Clan. I stand in front of the Great Golden Meadow. Etaku, the last Tamer of Lord Eru, is probably gazing fiercely over it in search of any intruder. Once we defeat him and take the Dorado territory, we will finally end the war and the slavery of the Conejo clan.

The wind blows through my now long white hair. I smile, take a deep breath, and step into the Great Meadow. As soon as I do, a potent shot heads toward my head, and I deflect it with my hand. The scars on my right arm glow red with Amator’s Herencia and on my left with the golden color of Lord Eru’s. Despite this, Etaku's artifact bruises my hand, so I activate Jasmine’s Herencia for a quick second to heal my wounds. Etaku catches on and shoots again, but I dodge it thanks to Lord Eru's super-heightened reflexes.

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I chuckle a little. If it were three years ago, I would probably have died right there. But thanks to the battles against the city's rebel groups this past few years, quickly switching between different Herencias and using two simultaneously now feels like second nature. The only place left for us to conquer and create order is the Golden clan territory, where Etaku has entrenched himself alongside the surviving Dorados.

Right now, the Lobos must be giving their all to fight against the Dorados, so I cannot let them down. I look towards my objective: the vast expanse of the meadow and the long climb of the Golden Cliff at the end, where Etaku’s sniper post awaits.

“This is gonna be fun"