C117 Culla's Counterattack(2)

Culla turned around and glanced at the command center that had been blown up into the sky. There wasn't a trace of emotion on his face.

The burning flame reflected in his pale yellow eyes, as if a layer of frost had been added to it. Only the cold flame was still swaying.

Culla slowly released his right hand, and a soldier slid down his body without a sound