Polaris Yule recovered her memories, her body brimming with mana as she led the Musk Mountain disciples to a sweeping victory, repelling demons and monsters with her own strength.
After the enemy retreated, without a second word, she brandished her long tassel spear and charged towards Linda Calvin with a murderous aura.
She took to the skies, rising upon the wind, her face void of fear or trepidation.
The silver armor Polaris Yule wore shone brilliantly under the warm sun, radiating a noble glow that was nearly blinding.
"You recklessly descended to the mortal realm and disrupted this princess's tribulation, what crime should you be charged with?"
There was not even a ripple in Linda Calvin's eyes, her crimson lips parting slightly, "Oh? And what of it?"
Any who hinder the Emperor's cultivation toward divinity deserve to die, a conviction that didn't change even as Polaris Yule's identity did.
