A dark-blue-robed woman sat crossed-leg, having her eyes closed in deep meditation. Blackish-white heavenly lightning surged around her voluptuous body as her undulations increasingly grew, sometimes erratic and sometimes stable. Her silvery-white hair constantly hovered while the aura she radiated was oppressive and enduring, but her figure alone exuded a blemishless radiance, starkly synonymous with a queen or even an empress.
Davis appeared mesmerized by Eldia's countenance at this moment. He spoke with Tyriele and instantly learned that Eldia was refining the third and last heavenly lightning strand she was allotted at this moment, and apparently, she was almost close to completion.
Learning this information, Davis simply waited for a few more minutes before he heard a cracking sound.
*Bzzz!~*
