Chapter 7

Magic exploded from Doran, wrapping her in rainbow light. She was completely bare, yet the brilliant glow sheathed her body, as if she were wearing a splendid dress. Her enormous black wings beat the air, and in time with them the trident of her tail whipped through the air in intimidation. The assassins could not advance any farther. Even the Queen, who had been driving them forward, faltered at Doran’s surging bloodlust, filled with magic, as she stumbled back. “W-What in the world is this… What on earth… Aaah!”