The girl stood small and slight, barely more than a child in stature—at first glance, she could've passed for a human girl no older than ten.
But her eyes—
Deep. Too deep. Like ancient wells that had seen the rise and fall of empires, the erosion of time itself. There was no innocence in them, only the weight of centuries and something colder still.
She lifted her head slowly, gaze locking onto Kaelira.
"Kaelira."
Her voice didn't match her body. It was old—rasping, bitter, soaked in venom and the tremble of long-held hate.
"Didn't expect you to come here."
A crooked smile tugged at her lips, more scar than expression.
"In that case—don't blame me for what comes next."
Then she screamed.
"DIE!"
BOOM!!!
The power that erupted from her was volcanic—raw, violent, and utterly unrestrained. It tore through the cavern like a tidal wave of black-violet flame, coiling and snapping like a thousand shadow-serpents.
The air itself buckled under the force.
