Deus said nothing more. He didn't need to. His presence alone spoke louder than words.
And Empress Ivana knew—her life, her empire, and this world itself… was about to change.
Gulping, she bowed once again, "Forgive my blasphemy once again, I have eyes but couldn't recognise Mount Tai..."
"Don't worry..." Deus waved it off, "Besides, I want to see what you can do with the beast souls. Come at me."
Mira stepped back silently, giving them space. The atmosphere turned frigid as the empress's aura began to stir.
Ivana dismissed the twin frost fans she had wielded and, in the same motion, summoned another pair. These were milky white with graceful blue markings, like the shimmering wings of the Frostveil Moth.
"Glacien Strider Phantom Summon... Combine."
