The massive room trembled with the clash of weapons and the crackling of fire. Bodies littered the floor as mercenaries from Kernel Tower clashed with the corrupt soldiers of the Orion Empire.
Amidst the chaos, a figure shrouded in shadows stepped forward, her name whispered with dread among those who knew her—Celeste, the Shadowmancer.
On the other side of the room, a female figure emerged, her features both alluring and dangerous.
This Deacon, the pyromancer, radiated an aura of demonic power. Flames danced in her eyes as she surveyed the battlefield, her lips curling into a wicked smile at the sight of Celeste.
The two women locked eyes, commanding the surrounding combatants' attention. Gliding across the battlefield with an air of otherworldly grace, Celeste approached the Deacon.
Her body was composed of pure darkness, swirling with an unsettling intensity. Her eyes, glowing with a cold, piercing light, were fixed on the Deacon before her.