A loud explosion sounded inside the grand citadel.
The main palace of the Elven Empire in the centre of the capital, usually owned only by the Emperor, is now something gifted to the Concubine due to her dirty tricks.
Thud!
El'Gladia's fingernails glowed with a dark green hiss as they shrank back to their normal size after mauling a maid's face.
"What did you say?!" The Concubine's loud voice screeched through the palace halls as a maid with a bloody face flew across the room, dozens of servants trying to appeal to her.
"Your Majesty please calm down..."
"I am calm!"
The concubine noticed a strange rumbling and quaking in the earth early in the morning, at first she presumed it was a normal earthquake.
However, when the beam of light shone from the world tree as a shaman how could she not know this meant someone had taken the trial of Aristella?
