Tuka's words cast a surreal haze over Sherry's thoughts.
A sovereign?
She was the master of such formidable beings?
Could this truly be her reality?
Doubts wove a web of anxiety, making her fear it was all but a fleeting illusion.
Yet as the encompassing mountains around her began to crumble, revealing layers of snow cascading down to unveil massive snow apes, it dawned on Sherry that this spectacle was not a mirage.
It was undeniably real.
"My esteemed master, I beseech you to accept the heritage of the Lord of Shadow," Tuka intoned.
At this, the awakened mountainous snow apes lifted their heads in a united roar.
They then positioned their massive arms on the ground, embodying the reverence of devout pilgrims, all facing Sherry.
Hearing Tuka's plea, Sherry nodded in assent.
