The Warrior's Arrival (3)

As Iris shifted her focus to the remaining seventy-one warriors still standing, the rumble in her mind gradually calmed down, and memories with strange and unfathomable powers suddenly surfaced.

She wanted to arrange her thoughts properly, but time was something she couldn't afford.

Iris roared, "EVERYONE…," but her voice caught in her throat as she beheld the scene before her. The broad rocky passage was ablaze with an astonishing flickering brightness, almost forcing her to squint. 

However, it wasn't the brilliance that halted her words; it was the source. Instead of a flickering white flame, a tall humanoid figure stood erect, studying them with an intensity that seemed to scrutinize each individual.

She strained to see the being's face clearly, but its humanoid shape, like the rest of its body, seemed to embody white flames, obscuring any distinct features.