Nearly 2000 Dragonlight Cavalrymen rushed out of White Rose Fortress in a cacophony of horse hooves. The sun was setting, and the dying rays reflected off our weapons and our armor made us look like snowlight from an elevated point of view. Everyone’s mount was surrounded by Dragon Soul Protection. I rode at the forefront of the party, surpassed only by the Phantom Wolf King.

The earth in front of White Rose Fortress shook. A sea of Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls cavalry was pouring out of the right side of the fortress. Together, we formed a pincer that could potentially crush God’s Domain in one go if the latter chose to remain and fight. If we managed to take out this army, the battle would be more or less half-won.

I kept praying in my mind, "Fight us if you’re a man, Red Maple! Don’t disappoint me!"

Just like how Red Maple’s massacring Floating Ice City and tormenting the low-level players was a mark of shame to the entire China server, Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls’ dominating victory over God’s Domain in the WEL was a mark of eternal shame to Red Maple as well. We both had a compelling reason to hate one another and...