Amelia hovered in the sky, her calm face showing no trace of the chaos below.
Crack!
The creature emerged from the ice, glaring up at her with its dark, empty eyes, its once human-like body now pulsing with a sinister aura.
A swirling mist of darkness wrapped around it, filling the air with heavy, oppressive energy.
Bronn watched in awe, then asked in a lowered tone, "Big sister, can't you kill it again like before?"
"Big sister?" Amelia shot him a side glance. "No, I can't. Something's blocking me from reaching inside."
Earlier, she had used her magic to invade the creature's body, creating ice from within.
But ever since it had absorbed a large amount of miasma and transformed, that method no longer worked.
The creature still stood atop the frozen hill, surrounded by shards of ice. Its eyes locked onto Amelia, burning with even greater hatred, the fury in its gaze refusing to die.
