C1308 Otherworldly Independence

In the darkness of the night, a woman stood alone in the sky. She held a long sword in her hand and her body was shrouded in a layer of soft light.

Her features were delicate and pretty, and her gaze was fluid, making one feel as if it had been a lifetime.

In the next second, the lady raised her other hand slowly. Her hand formed an orchid shape, and then suddenly turned downwards