Azedreo and Aryndale tightened their grips on their weapons, their stances lowering as they prepared for an inevitable fight.
The tension between them and the mysterious woman was thick, their eyes locked onto her as she slowly straightened, dusting the frost from her cloak.
She made no move to attack, but the power radiating from her was undeniable. The air around her shimmered subtly, bending like ripples in time itself.
It was as if the very stars had woven themselves into her presence. Before either brother could demand answers, the woman smirked, tilting her head slightly.
"I see I've caused some confusion." Her voice was smooth, commanding, yet almost amused. "Allow me to introduce myself."
She took a deliberate step forward, unfazed by their battle-ready postures. "I am Zefaniarina, the eldest princess of the Celestara clan, from Karimiku Planet."
The weight of her words slammed into them like a tidal wave.
