Nyxaria sounded hopeless, but there was defiance in her voice—defiance against the fate being forced on her!
If the man floating above her gave her even the smallest thread of hope... she'd cling to it with everything she had and ride it to the end.
Achilles raised his hand, feeling the blood of an Emperor King coursing through him as hs voice came out clear, calm, and unforgettable.
"It's just a Dharma Manifestation. In the Ancient Times, many of them fell. Today, we'll simply see another one fall."
BOOM!
The ground trembled with his words.
There was power in his certainty. Power that shook Luna and Nyxaria to the core as their eyes widened with hope and determination breaking through the fear.
"Okay!" Nyxaria shouted, her voice heavy as darkness bubbled at her feet, and she rose to the skies as well.
