A sense of intense violation filled the soul of the Flame Guard, whose neck stump had become a window for this shadow tentacle to violate. With all the knowledge gathered about the Endless Vault Meditation Art used by Andar, there was no place where the shadow of his Light Devourer should be so powerful that it had been able to cut through the forcefield surrounding the armor easily and was now intent on possessing her armor.
Knowing this sort of impossible creature that Andar was, she wondered why it was so surprising that even the beast that should be nothing but a nuisance had possessed so much power to cut through her neck.
Becoming a Flame Guard was her dream, and she had broken all records to be the youngest Flame Guard ever chosen. This was to be her most significant moment, the chance to bring down one of the foremost geniuses in all of history, and here she was failing at this task.
