Aura floated forward with a calm smile on her face, her expression serene despite the tension thickening the cosmic air around her. She could feel countless eyes drilling into her back, heavy, curious, fearful, and judgmental, but she refused to turn or meet a single one of their gazes.
Instead, she simply continued to glide forward, her slender figure approaching the unstable zone where Space, Time, Mana, and Void twisted with erratic violence. The deeper she moved, the more the cosmic fabric rippled as though reacting to her presence, yet her smile remained undisturbed.
Everyone watching stood rooted in absolute shock and disbelief.
"Is… she really doing that?" someone from the Younger generation whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of awe and fear as she stared ahead.
"Is she mad? She's going to die!" another shouted in panic, unable to understand how Aura Nova could fly so willingly toward certain annihilation.
