Inside a beautiful forest, Ceano sat cross-legged atop a rock, healing his soul while absorbing a powerful treasure he had acquired after defeating a supreme rank water monster.
A dark phoenix perched lazily on a nearby tree branch, observing him. It had no idea why the second shadow general had asked for it, but it didn't really care. After all, even though the dark phoenix was weak, death was something it never feared.
Suddenly, its eyes flashed with the memory of Bia, the crimson phoenix—one of its kind. It couldn't help but think about her, as it had been so many years since the dark phoenix had encountered another of its race.
The phoenix race had dwindled over time, as many sought to possess them for their beauty and power. This ultimately led to their demise when the phoenixes refused to form bonds with those who hunted them.
To the dark phoenix shock, that crimson phoenix had broken through the potential limit of their kind!
