Sonya swallowed hard, her throat dry. She felt a tremor work its way down her arms but she forced herself to stillness. The echo of the recording still lingered in her ears, but the real storm raged within her.
Clyde and Asqa. They weren't just surviving after the Selecttion Stage. They had become something else entirely.
She barely recognized them.
The Clyde she remembered had always been sharp, calm, a planner who held back until it mattered most. But now? Now he stood like an unknown god among the god of Underworld and Archangel. His eyes lit with violet darkness, turning entire abominations to dust with a single blow.
And Asqa... the timid girl who used to flinch when speaking up during strategy meetings now painted the domain with fire and something that maybe venomous attack. There was no hesitation in her stance and no doubt in her attack.
