The galaxy lay in ruins, a graveyard of fractured stars and shattered worlds, as six Supremes clashed in a ballet of annihilation. Wherever they passed, cataclysm followed like a shadow with purpose.
Elsewhere, amidst the chaos, Mitchelle battled the Seventh Supreme. Her form tore through space with blistering speed, each collision between them resonating like the clash of titans.
The Aetheris Codex followed in her wake, its ethereal pages fluttering as spell after spell erupted from its core. Mitchelle cast without pause, without restraint, like one with an infinite well of mana.
But the Seventh Supreme was no mere opponent. She was a sovereign of arcane mastery, and her counterattack was immediate.
[Arcane Art: Poison Style: Mist Of Dread]
Power surged from her body. Intricate arcane symbols spiraled into the air, and in an instant, her spell was born.