The heavenly dragons descended into the earth as Lucia swung her blade at the Archdemon that wreaked havoc upon the Kowloong Empire’s territory.

Every movement of her weapon sent shockwaves throughout the plains of the continent; every swing of her blade encased the atmosphere with the sound of roaring thunder; and thunderstorms befell every time she struck the beast with her lightning-clad sword.

The battle with the otherworldly being ended after Three days and Three nights of constant clashing of blades, with the result ending in the victory of the continent’s champion, Lucia.

The heavens rejoiced, and the lands were purified as the soul of the great evil left the Empire’s dominion.

Lucia roamed freely under the skies, her expression calming as peace washed over her entire being.

Though she wasn’t able to relish in the feeling of tranquility for a long time as her senses picked up a threat.

Her attention shifted towards the eerie presence that loomed on the outskirts of the continent.

Her plump lips opened up, encasing the atmosphere in the sound of her calm yet calculative tone.

“You.. What are you?”

Lucia uttered it as her gaze locked into your own.

Her gloved hand tightly gripped the hilt of her blade, preparing herself to exterminate the existence before her if they showed even a hint of hostility towards her.

The woman’s pale, long locks flowed freely as the cold winds washed over her figure. Her ethereal eyes expressed a myriad of emotions toward the human that stood behind her.

Even though the heavens chose her as their paragon, she couldn’t help but feel a feeling of uncertainty; she was completely unsure if the stranger was evil or not. and she was completely uncertain whether or not she could win against them.