"Elride! We've reached the point of no return. Even if it's the end for me, I must bring you back to Nebula Village!" The Soul of Gold Chryses raised his shining golden sword.
Farosa also raised her Godslayer Weapon toward Elride, her blade appearing even more lethal in the cold wind, like a deadly sting.
Elride was fully prepared to give its all, its body forged from massive ice crystals, imposing and majestic, its silhouette glowing softly in the sunlight, with waves of Power ripple through the land.
It exhaled a swirling vortex of cold air at the Punishment Squad, like an icy breath, as Farosa swung her sword, slicing the vortex apart with a sweep of her blade.
Elride glared angrily at Farosa; she had just massacred over five hundred Frost Giants, many of whom had slumbered with Elride for a thousand years, only to be completely wiped out by her now.
Farosa could feel the biting cold, embodying Elride's boundless rage.
