[Realm: Uhorus]
[Location: Verdantis]
[Capital City]
Lucinda found her eyes latched onto what she was seeing. The flame suspended between Alyssia's pale palms was unlike any fire she had ever witnessed.
It was fire, certainly.
Yet calling it fire felt inadequate.
An orb of luminous flame hovered between the other spawn's hands, rotating slowly upon itself as though obeying laws entirely separate from ordinary magic. It was not orange or red. It possessed none of the familiar colors Lucinda associated with heat, destruction, or combustion.
Instead, it shone with a radiant golden light. It spilled outward across the courtyard gardens, washing over flowerbeds, stone pathways, trimmed hedges, and rock structures alike. Yet despite how brilliant it was, Lucinda felt no heat.
No warmth or a sensation of burning. The fire illuminated everything around it while somehow remaining completely detached from the physical world. Even then she could feel its power.
