Chapter 11: The Cold Halos

The heavenly skies were painted a shade of dark orange on this historic day. It was the dawn of a new era. The moment that would change all life within the Cosmos. A legend’s rise.

The Collaria Arena flooded with observing angels seating themselves for the grand battle that was about to take place. Several volunteer angels worked diligently to usher in the audience while a team of guards were stationed throughout the incoming crowd to maintain order. Unsuspecting of their daughter’s plan, Arina and Cleelor sat patiently with Lyndora awaiting for the joust to begin.

“I don’t understand why we’re so high up,” Arina complained about the seats Cleelor chose for them. “I mean we are already angels in the heavens. Do we really need to make sure we’re above everything at all times?” she asked while squinting at her view of the battle grounds below.