Her cheeks were charmed by the surging magic into a magnificent rosy hue, as if two leaping flames were flowing downstream of her skin, and even fine golden lines emerged on her cheekbones - a concrete manifestation of the resonance between her bloodline and the laws of heaven and earth.
After a sharp contraction, the pupil suddenly dilated. The edge of the black iris was stained with scarlet, like a burning abyss, while in the center, there was a vertical ice-blue pupil, like the lethal gaze of a snake hunting. Every blink could trigger the cracking sound of the air.
Rapid breathing emerged from the slightly open lips, and the breath, like white mist, was wrapped with fine sparks and ice crystals, colliding in the cold air to produce crackling electric arcs. Her nostrils rose and fell violently. With each inhalation, her chest almost burst through the armor. Under the skin below her collarbone, pale golden blood vessels pulsated like living creatures, like molten liquid surging within them.
The lower jaw was taut and sharp, but the teeth were not clenched tightly. The corners of the lips even pulled out a nearly hideous smile, allowing the scalding blood to drip from the bitten lip, outlining a strange blood line on the pale chin.
The star ornament between the hair trembled violently, causing the broken hair to flutter wildly, revealing the dark purple curse mark that appeared at the temples due to an overload of magic power. When she lowered her head and stared at the cracked earth beneath her feet, her dilated pupils reflected the shattered time and space, and the blood vessels densely distributed in the whites of her eyes glowed with a metallic cold light - that was a sign that her power was about to break through the critical point. Each rapid gasp was like the prelude to a war drum. Between the rise and fall of the chest, the skin beneath the armor emitted a semi-transparent glow, as if it would transform into a pure energy body in the next second, stirring up an earth-shattering frenzy in this chaos.
