"Who the hell are you calling old!! I'm simply 20,000 years old!" 567 yelled, her voice echoing violently across the ruined land as her killing intent spiked, cracking the ground beneath her feet.
'20,000 and she's that strong, that's insane,' Alfred thought nervously, his throat tightening as cold sweat rolled down his back. That kind of age… that kind of power… this isn't something that should be possible.
"I have questions, are most of the others all the same like personality, mindset, powers?" Aurianna asked, her tone calm but sharp, eyes never leaving 567 for even a second.
"I won't answer till you tell me one truth!" 567 huffed, crossing her arms defiantly, her dragon like wings twitching with impatience.
"Alright my first trump card is my knights, my second is my domain, now then answer me," Aurianna chuckled, her voice light as if they weren't standing in the aftermath of near-apocalyptic destruction.
