"As expected of the great enemy, your—"
"Ugh, just shut up and die!"
A red flare of energy ignited at the tip of Alice's wand, its power condensing into a volatile mass before erupting in a devastating, inescapable wave.
BOOOOOM!
The sheer force of the attack split the ground, sending out a fiery shockwave that obliterated everything in its path.
The White Knight primaris [Gawain]—a figure once feared and revered—didn't even get the chance to finish his words before his body was disintegrated into nothingness.
Not even ash remained.
Only red mist, dissolving into the air.
Then—
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
A series of echoing claps filled the battlefield as Alice's red army stood in perfect formation, their crimson banners swaying in the aftermath of destruction.
Their voices rose as one, an overwhelming chorus of praise directed toward their queen.
And then—