Leonel stood so high in the skies that no one could see him, but Aina had already charged. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched in silence, his gaze dancing with a thousand thoughts a second.
With a flicker and a leap, Aina appeared on the frontline and swept out her battle ax just a single time.
Under the astonished gazes of Owlan, Beast and Void Races alike, more than three dozen members of the Void Race died all at once.
The battlefield fell into silence.
From the very start, no one had been able to kill the descended God Race with so much impunity.
What they expected even less was that Aina didn't seem to care and had already flickered forward again, swiping out once more.
Blood rose from the ground and danced like stars. Feeling the blood of the God Race for the first time, Aina truly felt that it was magical. It filled her with so much power that she felt like she could even pluck the sun out of the skies.
