CHAPTER V: THE HEIR OF THE FALLEN THRONE (1)
The golden daughter looked at the magical armor. It was a true legend. Since her early stages in Eleanor, she had been lost among the texts of the Töran, where her impressive assembly was described. She knew exactly the amount of power and responsibility it was all about; it was identical to the description. It seemed to be intact, polished for her.
"I accept it." answers the young princess. “With one condition”.
"What would be, my lady?" asks Tyon, dazzled.
"I must not defeat this evil as Eleanor, for she will always be immortalized as the strongest in the south." the women replies. “Remember, her legendary abilities will never be compared to my powers.”
“I want to defeat this evil as myself. As A
