[Rosalin's POV]
'Calyra…'
Softly entranced by the sight, Rosalin could not move her eyes away from Calyra. Her bright eyes held deep admiration, together with a tender warmth slowly growing inside her.
Watching that radiant figure reign above the storm of haze, Rosalin felt as though she was beholding the true form of divine war-angel.
Since the days when she was young, Calyra had always been her idol. The reason she was able to become the person she was now, the distant light that gave her courage to continue forward, no matter how hard the journey became.
Now, for the first time, she will finally see the true power of the one she admired the most. Just thinking about it made her heart shake with extreme excitement.
How terrifyingly strong was the so-called prodigy mage of Velthia Academy? Was her strength overwhelming enough to face a dreadful Malice-Voidspawn alone?
Can she truly win?
