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FLAAAAASH!
Suddenly, the powerful, blue-colored intent of the Frost Queen manifested itself within the depths of the Dungeon's structure by itself, clashing against my black, phantasmal intent.
CLAAASH! CLAAASH! CLAAASH!
"BEGONE!" She roared, unleashing a barrage of mind and soul attacks against my own intent.
And it was tougher than I imagined. Because she was the current owner of the Dungeon, it was really obvious that her power over it was much higher and stronger than mine.
The overwhelming superiority of her Intent was clear, it felt like a fight between two waves, one of darkness, my soul, and her own, which was blue and cold.
My Intent seemed surprisingly small compared to hers, and she was easily overwhelming me, easily cornering me around and beginning to suppress my power, while undoing all the progress I had done easily.
