When he raised his head, Scarlett was gone. She wasn't a Scorpicore anymore, but Balkor wasn't the god of death she hated either.
The trip to the Blood Desert and facing her old nemesis had given her more than closure; it had also given her clarity. She had realized that, in a way, Balkor had given her much more than she had given him.
Yet there were things the Sekhmet wasn't ready to admit even to herself.
***
Verendi continent, Nuga Mountain range, the day before.
The footage of the fight between the Upyr and Ishara armies spread like wildfire across the Awakened interlink, showcasing the prowess of both the Dead King and the visitors from Reghia.
Lochra Silverwing, the First Magus, found their battle underwhelming and watched the video days after its release solely out of boredom. Source Magic was powerful, but nothing compared to the white core magic she was still trying to understand.
