"Have you witnessed the might of this king, ant? I can smell the fear in your heart..."
"Pah!"
"Humans, you are not worthy of this world. Watch as I crush you!"
"Ahahaha... I will definitely win..." Natsuki Kuri laughed maniacally, completely mismatched with her delicate short hair.
"Keep dreaming!"
Tamamo Mae coldly and mercilessly declared judgment.
As the lights flickered, the battle between the two souls gradually ended.
The last trace of blackness was completely swallowed up in those golden alluring eyes.
"Pathetic..."
Tamamo Mae haughtily gave a faint smile.
As lava spread incessantly, about to engulf the stone platform, the flame-robed queen rose into the air, transforming into a swirling black silhouette.
She flew to the sky above the sleeping palace.
Her clothes, red as fire, hung suspended over the ruins.
Her fiery long hair scattered behind, the face of solitary arrogance, revealing just a hint of loneliness amidst tranquility.
