Nafreya's jaw tightened. Her rage boiled over.
She screamed, her voice sharp and hateful.
"You dare mock me?! Then watch her die!"
She spun toward Rosie, pointing her palm, channeling all her powers—Energy Projection, Telekinesis, even a hint of her dark magic.
"If the first one is immortal, then I'll break the second one! Let you watch her die again and again!"
A massive beam of light—white and red—shot toward Rosie.
But before it could reach her… everything froze.
The energy beam stopped mid-air.
Rosie stood untouched, calm, eyes glowing faintly golden like Sophia's.
The warriors of the Flame Beast Tribe, hidden behind their defenses, gasped.
The Seth Tribe's soldiers, who had followed Nafreya into this battle, stood in silent awe and fear.
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"Hahaha… hahaha… ha ha ha…"
The laughter echoed across the battlefield, sharp and sudden.
Everyone turned their heads.
It was Sharky.
He was laughing—yet his face didn't match the sound.
His eyes were glowing red.
