In a large bedroom that appeared as bare as bone, a young woman lay on a simple bed that could have been found even in the house of a mortal commoner. She breathed unevenly, moving restlessly every few minutes. Her forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and her simple purple dress clung to her skin.
She kicked and moved around in her sleep until she suddenly jumped out of bed with a gasp, releasing an instinctive, crushing wave of power that swept through the world. The bedroom was instantly reduced to rubble, and so was everything else in a radius of ten miles around her.
In the far distance, Kai Syaoran watched this catastrophic release of energy alongside Wela, who remained close by his side. Standing behind Kai Syaoran was the Inferno King, whose massive size had somehow reduced to just nine feet, though he still commanded an aura of molten dread.
