From a single glance, it was made apparent that the fox was far from an ordinary light-born creature.
Not only had she awaited the perfect time to strike, but she had also managed to amass enough might to overwhelm the snake and the turtle, which were supposed to be at the top.
With the absorption of their cores, her power had soared to greater heights.
Opening her maw, a deafening roar fractured the surroundings, a proclamation of her superiority.
Then, without delay, she charged like thunder, bringing devastation in her wake.
Her burning eyes focused on the dark knights battling against the unicorn.
Spotting her, a few of them shifted their posture, ready to meet her in a frontal clash.
The fox had other plans.
Her hind legs bent, and she leapt gracefully into the air.
She did not land.
Instead, a semi-translucent platform materialized beneath her feet. Even though the fox ran, it looked as if she were flying.
The knights were unable to respond in time.
