Chapter XIX: The Birth Of The Celestial Hero (3)
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Elm’s features tightened into a horrific frown. What had her town come to be? There was nothing more than fire - flames and demonic beings summoned from hell that was razing her hometown to cinders as the stench of dead, burnt bodies filled her nose. Her brother! Her blood ran cold at the thought of Willow contributing to the stench of dead bodies. It was almost enough for her to rage but her emblem prevented her - shoving calm, soothing images to the front of her mind.

Right. Willow was her proud, beloved brother. He wasn’t some damsel in distress that would require her to obsess over his well-being. He was at the very least, smarter and had the better wits against her - enough so that his body wasn’t cold yet. No, she needed to focus on the more pressing matters at hand for now.

She then turned her attention to the accursed, ugly things flying above her. 6 flying demons with a strong one in the middle. They were too ugly to be described in human tongue, too disgusting to
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