Then the figure of the twelve-winged Angel began to gradually fade, and her final words echoed in the space:
"Remember, the true essence of guardianship is often realized between life and death. The trial begins now!"
As her voice dropped, the surrounding Fire of Destruction seemed to be infused with life, surging toward the center with unprecedented ferocity!
The heat wave surged forward, and the breath of death instantly enveloped everyone.
At this moment, Leia tightly grasped the Guardian Feather emitting gentle light, yet her heart was like a storm-tossed sea, tumultuous and difficult to calm.
As a Totem Level expert, she knew better than anyone the value and difficulty of life.
It was a power and status earned through countless battles on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, teetering on the edge of life and death.
To give it all up easily for others, after all she had endured?
It's simply absurd!
Her fingertips turned slightly pale from the force of her grip.
