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Queen Spectria narrowed her blazing eyes as she watched the arena with a cold and calculative gaze. Her blazing body burned steadily through her tall, giant form. The nobles that had gathered here to see the tournament along with her were all excited, but a little nervous as they felt her annoyed presence pressing down on them.
She usually did not speak when she felt frustrated, but she often showed it in her tail, a long tail made of blue fire that dangled and twitched behind her the angrier she became. Some had even called her rather "cat-like" due to her demeanor and the way she carried herself, but nobody had lived a day after saying that out loud in her presence.
"Queen Spectria is clearly annoyed about something, isn't she?" wondered a young white ghost princess, leaning closer to her companion.
"It seems to be the case," a Jiangshi noble wearing eastern clothes decorated with lots of gold and bright jewels sighed, waving a folding fan in front of his face.
