Pakhet's mystic aura was vigorous, solid to the point of tangibility, and blindingly golden laced with the latent authority of the heavens! When she revved into action, the entirety of this region underwent drastic changes. She kicked off with primal ferocity, her physical speed was explosive! Ravaging spatial winds stirred, locking down any foreign interactions.
The newcomer, this newly ascended Sage that dared to offer his service was besieged by her killing aura. He was shaken briefly, very briefly, before his tens of thousands of years of overt experience as a cultivator entrenched in battles were triggered, and his body reacted instinctively as not a single ounce of fear erupted in his gaze, only a hint of rampant madness flickered within the depths of his pupils.
