บท 100: Chains of Power, Part I

The tension in the room thickened like an oppressive fog. Daena and Nyssara exchanged a brief glance unspoken agreement flashing between them. They would get answers, one way or another.

The Dark Sovereign tilted her head, her fiery hair cascading over one shoulder. "You've come all this way for Liria, yet you stand before me demanding without offering tribute? How quaint." She flicked her wrist lazily, and the chains that coiled around her throne rattled, their infernal glow intensifying. "Very well, queens. Shall I show you why I am sovereign?"

Daena unsheathed her curved blade in one smooth motion, the steel igniting with black flames. "You can show me whatever you want, Sovereign. I'm not here to bow."

Nyssara's lilac eyes gleamed, her silver horns beginning to glow faintly as she summoned the stars' energy. "We'll take our answers... after we've broken you."

The Sovereign's lips curled into a predatory smile. "Adorable."