บท 678: The Dance of Dragons

In the crowd of the bustling city, whispers grew louder as all attention was drawn towards the unfolding spectacle. The ground trembled underfoot as the fiery dance was about to commence. Cherry spiked her aura, the palpable heat escalating tension amongst onlookers, while the cool Glacia stood as a chilling contrast. Pyrrah however, wore a smirk as mischievous sparks danced in her eyes.

The crowd drew back on instinct creating a makeshift arena. Draconia, from her hidden observation, couldn't help but bite her bottom lip in anticipation. Not only was her daughter about to face Pyrrah in a prototype match of the Goddess Games, but her old acquaintance was here with enhanced powers.