Sylviana's Image

"You persistent FOOLS!" the chief gritted his teeth before he raised his calf to a knee-high. "Then tremble below my feet!"

Everyone was petrified. The amount of muscle hidden beneath his thick skin could crush a dragon's head with a single stomp. However, before he could put down his foot, a bolt of black lightning zipped the sky.

"Huh?!" the orc frowned before his breast was struck. The resounding clap of thunder immediately followed before his raised leg had to be put behind him to regain his balance. 

Jugen and the others couldn't believe their eyes. Especially for the former, since the black lightning came directly overhead. He gulped before he looked up. His pupils immediately shrunk as everyone else recognized the figure hovering in the air.

"The.. queen..."

"Nostria's queen..."

"Our queen..."