Sparks of gold ignited in the air, traces of a battle yet to unfold as the tension in the air grew palpable.
With it were two figures basking in the moment, one a reincarnation of ice and the other a Burly bull charging at its prey.
The scenery unfolded with such artistry that Darrell was frozen in place. Eyes bulging from the powerful energy that emanated from them, yet appreciative of the beauty of the scene.
He couldn't stay lost in the sight, though, after all– Princess Meadow was in danger.
His gaze whipped back to the girl, and his body bolted forward, mana surging from within as it pushed him forward like a beam of light.
He rushed forward, his speed suddenly igniting in meters per second at a rate unfathomable to him.
His goal was evident– save the princess.
While he rushed forward, Raph's pupils suddenly flickered, his body moving at such a speed that his awareness was deceived into believing it was in slow motion.
