Henrietta's roar shook the trial grounds, causing large stalactites to fall toward the magma below. Her flames ravaged, licking higher with every ragged breath.
She no longer moved like a warrior, but a beast driven by instinct and frenzy. Her fists crashed down like thunder, and each step shook the platform as if it could no longer bear her weight.
"Ritta!"
Uriel cried out desperately, but her voice couldn't reach the other party.
Jehanne hesitated to move, as she was keeping Zetian—who was prone to not bothering about someone else's life—from adding fuel to the fire.
Even if striking Henrietta down now would save lives—it would also mean heavily injuring her, if not outright killing her. She could only be stopped by someone either not too far from her level, or someone beyond the heavens in comparison.
That left only a few possibilities—one of which was Alexis, her father.
With grave determination to protect his family—Henrietta included—he resolutely stepped forward.
