As the crowd speculated and cheered, somewhere else, far away from Earth, a magnificent lady calmly floated in the midst of a field of blood, gore, and death.
Layla stood like a goddess among goddesses as her long milky white hair flowed about, carried by the rough winds of the hells.
Her cosmic blue eyes displayed a rare form of coldness as her beautiful face seemed indifferent to the carnage around her.
In front of her stood a humongous demonic dragon that stood at millions upon millions of miles long and wide, completely dwarfing her.
The beast's aura towered over the entire purgatory they were in as its violent killing intent forced the heavens to rumble and the earth to crack.
Layla, akin to a microscopic dot in front of such a beast only lightly rose her head up as she snorted.
Her hand waved and the world lost its meaning.
