The Sovereign Queen, first among equals, most powerful of the Ascended. Her color-shifting eyes swept across the clearing, taking in everything with instantaneous comprehension.
She came alone, no consort, no partner. By choice, according to legends. Kailthrys answered to no one, shared power with no one, and governed by her own will alone.
Eight Ascended beings manifest simultaneously. Such a thing hadn't occurred since the Separation itself, when they'd been forced to intervene to prevent total civilizational collapse.
And they'd come now for a single reason.
Suyajna.
The newly ascended daemon god met their descent with her own power blazing in defiance. Dark energy crackled around her, Jaenor's stolen origin aura mixing with her ancient daemon dark origin, creating something that pulsed with terrible potential.
But her expression wasn't fear; it wasn't even cautious.
She was smiling.
Kailthrys landed first, her feet touching scorched ground with casual grace.
