The air around the Evil Sorceress Wicked Butterfly shimmered with a volatile energy as her mana flared up in fury and intensity. Her dark robes billowed around her like a tempest, and her eyes blazed with a fierce determination.
"You dare underestimate me, Earth Spear? Do not think I will retreat from you this time! "This is my spoil of war, and I will not let you take what is mine!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the forest. The power radiating from her was corrosive and destructive, so much so that she shot upwards into the sky to avoid harming the precious carcass of the Superior Inferno Hawk sprawled on the ground below—a treasure coveted by sorcerers from all factions.
