"I will ask one last time, and I do not like repeating myself," Lilithra's voice rang out once more, her tone cold and steady, each word coated with menace. "Who killed my pet?"
Her question was met not with an answer, but with the sudden surge of battle intent that erupted into the sky.
The air thickened as killing intent clashed and swirled like a storm ready to burst.
Every Domain leader present could sense it, battle was inevitable. They had no information on the creature she called her pet, but the gravity in her tone left no doubt: this confrontation would not end with words.
Besides, the odds were grim for her. It was seven against one.
"It seems I will have to wipe out everyone here, then," Lilithra stated with unnerving calm.
Her eyes glowed faintly red, like molten embers in the dark. Before any of them could react, she was gone, vanished from sight.
