Na'rajina laughed once more, the sound like grinding mountains. "Then watch as I—"
The Beast King stopped mid-sentence, his massive serpentine form suddenly rigid.
The emerald energy pulsed with uncertainty, and for the first time, there was fear in those ancient eyes.
"No," Na'rajina whispered.
"It cannot be."
A new presence manifested within the soul space—a warm, golden light that penetrated the gloom.
No, it was present even before he came. It was just that he was too ecstatic in his own happiness that he failed to notice the presence of such an immense being.
The golden light coalesced, taking the form of a woman of extraordinary beauty and power. She wore a dress that seemed forged from the very stars.
A gold-coloured crown of light adorned her head, and her eyes blazed with the fire of a thousand suns.
Goddess Qalena had appeared.
