-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?
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.