The battle concluded as abruptly as it had begun.
Kaelith leaped down from her boulder observation post, stepping across scattered stones with the grace of a dancer — her movements so light and precise she barely disturbed the volcanic dust beneath her feet.
She arrived beside Nova, surveying the carnage surrounding him with an expression carefully crafted to convey superiority.
"Adequate performance," she said with studied indifference, tilting her chin upward in a gesture of imperial dismissal. "Though if I had intervened, the encounter wouldn't have required so much time."
The future Ice Empress will never admit inferiority.
"Yes, yes. You're incredibly powerful," Nova agreed in a tone so casually dismissive it was almost mocking.
His attention remained fixed on his status notifications — the upgraded level indicator, the merit points accumulating on his record card. A genuine smile touched his features as he reviewed the gains.
[Current Level: LV3][Merit Points: 15]
