บท 225: Aurielle Vs Amazonian Queen Sorya (1)

Aurielle laughed, her violet flux swirling like a tempest around her. "Now, that's what I like to hear!"

She snapped her fingers, releasing the vines binding the warriors.

The porcelain doll shimmered, returning to its human form—a dazed warrior who quickly scrambled to rejoin her sisters.

"Let's see what you've got, Your Majesty," Aurielle said, readying herself, her tone brimming with anticipation.

The queen raised her hand, and the jungle answered. Trees bent, their roots erupting from the earth, creating barriers and weapons in an instant.

A gust of flux-charged wind swept through the clearing, scattering Aurielle's playful constructs and sending a message: this was no ordinary opponent.

Aurielle's grin widened, her heart pounding with exhilaration. "Oh, this is going to be fun."