The taller woman had an air of gilded magnificence, a sea of golden curls following ethereally behind her amidst a relaxed strut.
Her shorter companion bore luxurious strands of fiery hair and glimmering red eyes, oozing the intensity of an individual ready to fight at a moment's notice.
"Huh? Is that it?" She complained, inspecting her surroundings with a disappointed expression. "The Principality went out so easily, even though I held back."
Her ardent gaze briefly scried the surroundings before it landed on Yaen and Ilana.
"You still haven't fled, Profaners? How courageous."
An inkling of her Mana spilled in a starry wave, resembling the swirls of a dancing nebula. The cave trembled again, this time loudly creaking as its ruined walls further collapsed. An overwhelming pressure fell on the remains of the Blighted Crater, spreading fissures on the ground akin to a spider's web.
