Passing through the frozen forest, Mel eventually flew past an empty field, the soiled ground replaced by a glittery skateground.
The lava veins were covered by smooth yet firm ice—a trace of a Pride's familiar, overwhelmed by a Witch.
She flew forward again, her heart beating steadily, to admire Lila's work along the way.
Then, upon another frozen ground, Mel immediately stopped.
Seemingly innocent, Mel's eyes narrowed at a sight she'd glimpsed countless times from the sky.
She knew from Maria's
"Alright then."
Legs dangling to the side, Mel petted the Ka-broom with a doting smile.
"Tell your buddies to dress up for the occasion, alright?"
The end of Ka-broom's tip drew a circle in the air, dancing as if excited.
It was time. Her Master's Promise of Destruction! They shall go out in a blaze of glory!
