As if responding to Liu's awe-inspiring words, a melodious and distant flute sound echoed.
The starlight and moonlight overhead of the Colosseum quickly dimmed, as chaotic clouds swept across the sky, causing nearby owls to flutter in panic.
While the golden flute on her chest resonated, Dragon Knight Gaxia adjusted her golden helmet, and flicked her hair in the gentle night breeze. She took a step forward, and swiftly leaped onto the high viewing stand railing.
The night wind howled, and Dragon Knight Gaxia's cloak whipped around in the wind.
Dragon Knight Gaxia didn't utter another word. She glanced sideways at Liu, somersaulting gracefully off the viewing stand, her long hair twirling in the process.
