[Somewhere In The Southern Region.]
Far from the towering tower, the Southern Region gave way to a desolate, rocky canyon. This was a geographical blind spot—a place where the omniscient broadcast of the Glory Flag competition fractured and failed.
High above the jagged peaks, Cupcake hovered in the sky, the air rippling around her massive, dormant power. Beside her floated Adira, her presence cold and calculated. Both of Mirabella's elite Subordinates were staring intensely at the raging, thrashing Wyvern chained to the canyon floor below.
"Should we do something?" Cupcake asked, her predatory instincts itching for a fight.
Adira, however, simply shook her head, her ethereal gaze analyzing the chaotic scene with absolute precision.
