Michaela Walker.
“I learned a new trick while I was in the lower plane. You, Celestial Master, should feel honored to be the first to experience it.”
The Evil Master’s dark voice resonated in her ears, driving her to look at the formation in the sky. Everything became quiet for a second as if she got deafened. Michaela knew she was breathing hard, yet she couldn’t hear herself panting, the sound suffocated by that powerful symbol.
She could tell that the Evil Master was planning something sinister for his opponent, and the latter looked so beaten up to defend himself from what to come. It was up to her. She needed to help the Celestial Master, but fear crippled her, her body refusing to listen to her command. And when she finally moved, a bright light surrounded her, emanating from the
