In the vast expanse under a darkening sky, Aurelia Celestine, the First Saint, stood tall and unshaken, a calm smile on her face. Before her were Maris, Lucan, Kerum, Nyx, Virnda, and Meri, each readying themselves. After all, Aurelia just said that they would fight against all of them, as she released the mana she had.
This mana was enough for Maris and others to understand that Aurelia is way too strong.
Maris was the first to step forward, her brow furrowed in concentration as she unleashed her powers. With a mere gesture, she wove the world around Aurelia, twisting the air and ground into a prison of unbreakable force. "This should hold her," Maris muttered, but Aurelia simply tilted her head and raised her hand, sweeping away the powerful distortion with ease, as if brushing away a cobweb. Maris gasped, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.
