Asylum

From a distance, Dora and Gloria stood like statues, their bodies poised and ready for the imminent clash. The tension between them was palpable, as if the very atmosphere crackled with electricity.

Their eyes, sharp and focused, never wavered, studying every minute detail of their opponent. In those fleeting moments, the world seemed to hold its breath, aware of the impending storm about to be unleashed.

The parliamentarians, Agharita, and every other department within each city anxiously awaited the outcome, their collective breath held in anticipation.

The news had swiftly permeated every corner of the Kingdom, igniting a sense of urgency and trepidation. It was no longer a mere possibility or a potential outcome; it had become an undeniable reality.

The clash between two Sin Avatars was imminent, and there was no other reason for their presence but to face each other in a battle of epic proportions.