The standoff between Nira and Ophelia was palpable, charged with tension. Nira, standing boldly in front of Ophelia, exuded a mix of determination and defiance. Beside her, Magnus squared off against the menacing figure of Blackie, his stance equally resolute.
"I admit you're strong," Nira declared, her voice unwavering as she confronted Ophelia. "But don't think for a second that I'll go down without a fight." Her hands moved purposefully to her space ring, a testament to the advanced technology crafted by Ascendants with space abilities. From it, she drew two striking revolvers, their red color gleaming ominously in her grip.
"These aren't ordinary weapons," Nira proclaimed, holding the revolvers steady. "I'm not unarmed. I have these – Inferno Revolvers." Her eyes locked with Ophelia's, challenging and confident.
