S-Rank Reaper Korvessa, AKA The witch of the west.
She had a dangerously beautiful face with sharp features, violet black hair flowing like sentient smoke and amazingly matched eyes that were mismatched: one gold, the other purple, both glowing with power. Her lips were dark and alluring, curved in a knowing smirk.
Her figure, pure hourglass shape, tight waist, full curves wrapped in a deep violet corset trimmed with black lace that shows just enough to be tempting. One slit in her skirt revealed a toned thigh and lace stokings.
Her aura crackled with Mage magic, looking like an awakened who could truly destroy or enchant you with the same spell.
The air felt like it split into pieces, and a low hum rolled through the battlefield— something raw and definitely divine. The ground cracked open slightly in purple patterns that pulsed to the rhythm of her instruction.
