It was none other than Majestria, radiating divine light that made even the sun squint, hands planted firmly on her hips, wearing a look that could shame mountains—and especially Finn.
Raising a single finger, she pinched the air as if it were the last straw. "I am this close to smiting you all down to nothing! I am so tired of being ignored and treated like I don't exist!" She jabbed a finger toward the monstrous thing. "And you—I'll make sure you cease to exist."
Before she could continue, the horde surged forward with a collective scream, tumbling over one another in chaos.
Clenching her fist, grinding her teeth, Majestria snarled like a rabid dog. This interruption? The final straw.
"I've had it with you all!" Her fist began to glow, brighter than before—so bright it made Finn squint.
She strode forward, full fury unleashed, heading straight toward the horde. But the direction? Finn. And given her current mood, that was terrifying for him.
