The air crackled with raw energy, the magical aura of the combatants infusing the very atmosphere with an otherworldly resonance that reverberated throughout the entire domain of Marinda.
As Eva's mother continued to battle with unyielding perseverance, the relentless venom coursing through her veins gradually sapped her strength, causing her to falter in her dragon form. With a frail roar, she transformed back into her original state, her radiant armor glinting in the dim light as she summoned her sword into her hand, refusing to surrender to the encroaching darkness.
