From the celestial heights above, a figure descended—a woman adorned with flowing, light blue hair framing a visage of serene beauty. Her eyes, a piercing shade of blue, held a depth of wisdom and power, while her flawless white skin seemed to emit an ethereal glow. Her graceful form, accentuated by delicate curves and elegant proportions, exuded an aura of divine majesty as she descended upon the scene.
Even Rasha, his smirk fading, regarded her with a cold intensity, sensing the weight of her presence.
"Rand Sharon," she began, her voice carrying the weight of divine authority, "do not impede my course. There are consequences you may not wish to face."
No words were needed to convey the gravity of her warning, as her intense gaze bore into Rasha with unwavering resolve.
In response, Rasha, shedding his imposing form of a towering fire giant, reverted to his human guise, his features contorted with anger as he met the woman's gaze head-on.
