Nyxera's agonizing state was noticed by Xylon as he approached her in the aftermath of the brutal battle with Groodal.
Her once-beautiful wings, symbols of her ethereal allure, were now mangled and broken, adding to the torment etched across her delicate features.
Beads of sweat glistened on her pallid face, evidence of the excruciating pain she endured.
Xylon knelt beside her. With a wave of his hand, he summoned flames to flicker and dance around them, casting a warm, gentle light upon the scene.
The fiery illumination revealed the depth of Nyxera's suffering.
Her body was curled inwards, a desperate attempt to shield herself from further anguish.
Her eyes, once filled with a captivating allure, now held a hint of vulnerability and fear.
Every labored breath she took seemed to echo the pain she was experiencing.