Upon the shattered ruins of the imperial palace of the Twilight Spectrum Empire—
Swoooosh—
A pale-blue star, glowing as though a brilliant lamp burned at its very core, streaked through the air at terrifying speed toward Elenor. Then—Baaaam!—the instant the star struck the ground, a colossal surge of energy detonated outward. A heartbeat later, an overwhelming glacial wave followed, flooding the land with killing frost and sealing an area stretching for hundreds of kilometers inside a frozen hellscape of ice and death.
"Ahh!!"
Elenor slammed her nine tails violently into the ground, driving them deep and using them as a launching platform to hurl herself backward like a loosed arrow. She escaped the edge of the destruction by a hair's breadth, cold and pressure tearing past her. Only after reaching a barely safe distance did she finally twist around, her eyes stretched wide in pure shock.
"…?!"
Step.
Understanding dawned far too late.
