An Angel's Blizzard

~WHOOOSH!~

Maria's body was covered in ethereal light as she made her way towards the smouldering mass of Nether before her.

It felt suffocating, just looking at the imposing structure, but just like everyone else who charged towards the target, she was determined not to take even a step back.

Her body was constantly being protected by the Aether she emitted, and the bluish-white light was her compass in the eternal shroud of darkness that seemed to encompass everything else around them.

Before long, she arrived at her own spot and noticed her comrades taking their respective positions. There was more than enough room for all nine of them to independently assault the target, after all.

'Hm…?'

Due to the influence of the Nether's overwhelming flow, she couldn't properly detect her allies, and it was a chore to maintain her pure state without suffering from Nether Poisoning.

'There's also a very strong force pulling me to the centre.'