The air itself was a wound. It shimmered with the ghost-image of a thousand dying stars, tasting of ozone and burnt sugar. The fracture of spacetime, a cataclysmic scream torn from the throat of reality, had sealed itself shut, but the scar remained. It throbbed above the blighted mountain peak, a ...

The emerald aegis shimmered, casting a sickly green pallor upon Sophia’s face. Outside its sanctuary, the world was a symphony of chaos. The beast, a creature of tempest and sinew, roared with the sound of a collapsing mountain, its strikes against the Black Knight sending shockwaves through the ...

The air on the fractured peak tasted of ozone and despair.

"Damned beast..." Sophia sucked her teeth in disdain. Her efforts had fallen flat. Needle and thread, normally instruments of exquisite control, had woven a prison of immolating Deadflame around the monstrous form, yet the azure amalgam ...

The air of Vecrutia was a constant wound, sharp and acrid against the tongue, a raw scar across the mountain's stoic face. This realm was less born than forged, a place whose very stone and sky held the memory of tearing, knitted back together only to be rent asunder again in a brutal way. However ...

Slash clash blam!

The sounds of Sophia's spear clashing with the ebbing talons of the Leviathan caused trimmer in the air, shifts in the very foundation of the mountains. The air in the high peaks was thin and bitingly cold, but the inferno of conflict raging across the snow-dusted crags ...

As the piercer of realm roared through the skies, a sound like grinding glaciers and tearing silk, it descended like a beacon of focused, impossible destruction. Sophia’s mouth slid into a confident smirk. Centuries of honing her craft had instilled a surety in her, a cold certainty that bordered on ...

Sophia's hazel eyes narrowed as she watched the girl navigate her presence. For her to be so affected by merely being next to her meant that she was undoubtedly sensitive to the ebbs wafting from Sophia's core. Such sensitivity betrayed the effectiveness of the Sophia guise... indeed, it was ...

Just beyond the veil of shimmering color, a figure began to emerge—walking through the opal fire as if it parted for them. The aurora twisted unnaturally in their presence, its hues contorting into black and green serpents that slithered around the figure before snapping back into light as they ...

A ghost of a smile, barely there, touched Sophia's lips. “Perhaps to hear it from your own lips, child. To witness your own understanding.” She moved closer, each step measured, deliberate, her presence radiating like heat from a dying sun. “The others are on a mission, yes. And you are here.”
Her ...

Ikki remained still as stone, a ripple in the twilight air the only indication of her prior presence. Her amber eyes, mirroring her mother’s, locked onto Sophia, who materialized fully from the deepening shadows of the chamber. Sophia’s gaze was indeed piercing, a sharp amber that seemed to cut ...