The Lich's crimson eyes flickered with annoyance as Seraphina rose from the debris, her newly awakened aura blazing around her like a second sun. For a moment—just a moment—something almost like respect flickered in that ancient gaze.
Then it was gone, replaced by cold contempt.
"Impressive," the Lich murmured, Elise's voice layered with that ancient, malevolent echo. "You've awakened your aura. How... quaint." He spread his blackened hands, darkness coiling around his fingers. "But it changes nothing. You are still an insect. And insects crush."
Seraphina didn't respond with words. Her blade swept up, golden light trailing behind it like a comet's tail, and she lunged.
The Lich raised a hand, dark energy coalescing into a barrier—but Seraphina's sword struck before it could fully form. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the ruined room, cracks spider-webbing across the stone floor.
The Lich's eyes widened slightly. "You—"
