"You... I knew it," Sapphire's voice cut through the silence like a blade, filled with tension and disbelief. Her cold eyes, shining like dead stars, were fixed on the figure in front of her.
The woman, who appeared to have just woken up, lazily rose from the bed, but there was nothing ordinary about her. Her white hair, standing on end like a freshly formed storm, radiated a silver glow under the dim light. Her eyes burned with deep red, like live embers, while her body, wrapped in a pulsating aura of power, radiated a dangerous sensuality.
Sparks of red energy danced around her, small bolts crackling in the air with an almost suffocating intensity. Behind her, two massive black bat wings slowly unfurled, dominating the space. They were enormous, as large as Sapphire's, a detail that made the primordial demon tighten her lips in a mixture of anger and caution.