The air whistled around them as they crossed ring after ring.
"The queen's chamber," she murmured as they continued their vertiginous fly. "There must be something there, some potion, some artifact that can eliminate this... resistance."
Her voice mixed frustration and determination. Zara's body was perfect in every way except one, it absolutely refused to harm Elio. It was as if every muscle fiber, every drop of blood, had a single inviolable directive engraved: protect this man.
"There must be a way," she continued as they crossed into the 5th ring, her level growing to 50 and her flight speed to 1000. "The statue has several options... And with the boy in my hands..." A cruel smile formed on her lips. "He'll be the architect of his own downfall... Or perhaps I'll dominate this body before that... the point is that no one can interfere while I search for a solution."
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