After Aiwass channelled mana into it, a slight squeeze of three fingers sent the red card, bursting with flame streams, flying directly out of his hand.
The butterfly card spun through the air, spewing forth gold and red flames as it flew, transforming into a disc ablaze with fire.
It spun out of the tattered doorway, and then flames erupted from its center—
Four deep red butterfly wings, as ghastly as the setting sun, emerged, with the outermost layer pure black ash. As it burned, it continuously shed black ash like snow, while in the middle, a girl curled up like a baby slowly opened her body and stretched herself out.
She had initially appeared younger than Yulia, but now she seemed about the same age. She still wore a black, widow-like dress ablaze with fire, though her stature had grown somewhat taller, increasing from eighty centimeters to approximately one meter thirty-four.
