Down on the command balcony of the Ebon Citadel, Sylvia Thorne and Morwenna stood side by side. They were watching the sky.
The initial shock of the Heavenly Smite reversal had faded. It was replaced by the thrill of absolute dominance.
"She is fast," Sylvia noted. Her icy blue eyes tracked the golden blur of Aurelia darting through the burning wreckage of the Armada.
"Her Aegis of the Sun physique grants her near-instantaneous speed. She does not just fly. She rides the ambient light."
Morwenna let out a dark sultry laugh. She leaned her hip against the ruined railing.
"Fast just means she will die tired. Look at him. He is not even trying to kill her yet. He is playing with his food."
Sylvia smirked. "Ten thousand divine crystals she breaks in three minutes."
"Make it twenty thousand," Morwenna purred. Her fangs bared in a predatory grin.
"I give her two minutes before he shatters her spirit completely."
