Back to the sky that was painted with hues of swirling purple and blue as the towering figure of the Asura girl hovered above the land, her celestial form glowing with otherworldly light.
Her long, silver hair flowed like molten mercury, cascading down her back as her crimson eyes surveyed the various tribes, clans, and families assembled across the Absorbed Worlds.
She exuded an air of regal authority, a grand spectacle in a cosmic game that had brought together the most powerful and dangerous creatures from different realities.
Lyerin stood in silence, watching her from atop the symbolic statue of his Stonehooves Tribe, the faint smirk never leaving his face.
Corora clung to him, her fear and awe palpable as she stared wide-eyed at the Asura girl, her heart racing with every word that echoed across the sky.
The Asura girl lifted her hands, and her voice boomed with authority.
