"I said that out loud," Aurianna gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in disbelief.
The High god smirked. "I'm actually much cooler with you than you might think. After all, I knew your ancestor. She was... captivating, but insufferably arrogant. All those empty promises, only for her to die in the end. But I'll admit, she had a way of mesmerizing people."
Aurianna tensed, her voice unsteady. "I don't know if I can remove that."
'Damn it, damn it, damn that woman,' Aurianna cursed inwardly, her thoughts swirling with frustration toward the White gemaris.
"Just try," the High god urged, his tone laced with both impatience.
Swallowing, Aurianna stepped closer to him, extending her arm toward the white crystal embedded in his hand. The moment her fingers made contact, a jolt of energy surged through her. Pain flared as her crystal arm shattered into glittering shards, scattering around her.
