Kyra screamed both in fright and agitation at the transformation. Something is suppressing her in her mind. Invading her thoughts, taking control of her will.
She started to freak out and struggle against the rope. The long haired demon stared blankly at her repulsion. In her last effort to fight back.
Then the corner of her eyes started to turn black. Her whole body went slack and she became as still as a statue.
"Master?" The Ice Demon at her side approached the long haired man. The zither is still vibrating, fighting over dominance.
"She lives up to her name." The long haired man praised, cupping Kyra's face. Watching intently at the slow process of black taking over Kyra's light.
"What you said earlier, was it true Master?"
The long haired man did not answer. He waited patiently. But it seems Kyra is more willful than he thought. The more he forced control, the more she fought back through her willpower alone.
After a long time, the long haired man answered. "Yes. This girl possesses otherworldly powers unknown to the three realms. "
It took a while before the Ice Demon caught on to his Master's hint.
"You mean – she – s-she f-from the Tower?"
"Possibly." The long haired man hummed. His brows started to crease. The internal fight is more tedious and challenging than he thought, confirming his guess.
"The Tower of Erase never chose to bestow one of its internal gifts. After centuries of seeking, it seems the Tower of Erase finally let its trump card out. "
"And she is that trump card?"
"Could be. But we can't get rid of the possibility that there will be others. We'd better take her to our side before it's too late. Her foolish father has been obsessed with the Tower of Erase for centuries, not even knowing he had the Tower's trump card right by his side. " The long haired man let out a crude laugh.
He was about to push further in invading Kyra's mind, but stopped abruptly. Something is blossoming within Kyra's stream of consciousness. Fighting back the invaders. The strength of this unknown force is so great the long haired man's influence was devoured completely.
The backlash made the long haired man recoil. He collapsed on the ground, his zither cracking slightly. His meridians were attacked and out of flow. He quickly suppressed the injury and controlled his mana to mend his meridians.
"Master!" The Ice Demon help his Master sit erect. His eyes were wide. He was preoccupied with worrying about his Master's current injured state he did not notice Kyra woke up.
Her eyes were glazed over. There was a white mist clouding her azure blue eyes. The lotus flower blossoming between her eyebrows are radiating a faint blue glow. The Ice Demon was stupefied when he felt the atmosphere tense.
He looked up and finally saw her. Kyra's whole body is covered in a swirling bluish mist. It circled around her, encasing her like it was preciously protecting her. On her feet, two vicious lotus flowers sprouted.
The same pale white petals you see in lakes. However, the center has a blood-red rim. The Ice Demon had never been intimidated by plant-type attributes before, but for the first time, he felt his power was insufficient in comparison to hers.
"Tower of Erase' trump card…." A dazed, intoxicated voice sounded beside the Ice Demon. He looked down to see his Master getting up and greedily gazing at Kyra' especially the bluish glow mist surrounding her.
"Of course… of course. Seven realms, seven race…. Seven champions…. You – you are not the trump card to gain access to the Tower of Erase. You are its chosen champion. The lone champion of the fairy race."
The Ice Demon stared horrified at Kyra.
"Master, we dare not offend—no, we already did—we-w-we must—get out."
The imminent danger finally registered to the Ice Demon. The long haired demon knows it too, but he has been obsessed with the Tower of Erase for half of his life. He can't miss the chance to see the glory of the Tower encased on its chosen champion.
Only the demon realms' higher ups know of this legend. When the time comes the Tower of Erase makes its appearance, it will choose seven champions among the seven races. No one knows the specifics of what these races are, or how the selection will be made.
But the champions are untouchable existence. Until all the seven champions are found and tested worthy of the title, they are immortal, encased in the Tower's protection.
Now it all makes sense to the Ice Demon. Why this particular fairy seem more of a threat than her father. Why she was above the traversing law. Why her magic was not affected even if she invade the demon realm to capture their ranks.
The Fairy King is really a fool for not seeing his daughter's true worth. Only the Tower of Erase did. And it has bestowed her the title of a champion.
Kyra raised her right hand. The ground shook, the surface cracked, until it opened up and thousands of vines sprouted from the cracks.
It captured all the dead puppets and reduced their number. Thousands have been greatly defeated. The intimidating number and horrifying faces appear pitiful to the unknown greater enemy who attacks from below ground.
The Ice Demon is trembling in horror. This situation is not good. If they don't escape now, they will die in her hands. The previous arrogance that injured Kyra fatally disappeared, replaced with horror. The fear is deeply engraved on his pale face.
He tried to pull his Master to escape, but his master was unwilling. The long hair finally parted to reveal a full view of his face. The man has the features of a young man. His thick brows complemented his deathly pale skin, his blood red lips added color to his almost no color face.
The Ice Demon is not used to seeing his Master this excited.
"Master, we need to leave!"
"No!" The Master is like a moth attracted to the fire. Despite the danger, he was hypnotized by the fire's beauty. He does not care if it kills him.