The moment he set foot on the Elven continent, Asura was met not with a grand welcome or any sort of fanfare but with a barrage of insults and degradation. The very bloodlines that had brought him this far were now the cause of his humiliation, igniting a rage within him that he hadn't felt in a long, long time.
I haven't felt that emotion since being a no-mag... spoken to as less than human, treated worse than an animal.
"Please, Asura, don't hate my mother!" Celine stood a few steps away, her hand pulling on his elbow, causing him to awaken from his moment of anger.
"Haa...."
With a long sigh Asura couldn't help but feel horrible seeing Celine's eyes filled with tears as his hand loosened and a white flame flickered before entering the body of the queen. He knew she would continue weakening because of some kind of poison or venom.
