"ENOUGH!"
The air around me crackled with magic so intense that both the wyvern king and I were forced to stop. It was power unlike anything I had ever felt before. For a brief moment, it was as if time itself heeded her commands and stopped.
Before us stood a woman with long white hair. Looking at her, I couldn't tell whether she was a dragon, a demon, or both. She had eyes the same color as flames, as well as black wings wrapped around her waist.
On her back were a large pair of dragon-like wings and on her head was obsidian like horns that twisted like tree branches. A wave of threatening aura poured out of her as she held onto a young girl who looked similar to her in appearance. However, this girl was covered in blue scales on her tail and wings.
Seeing the woman before us, Theon's anger flared.
"Mother," he growled, the words coming out as if he were spitting them. "This is the reason you wanted me to go back to the demon world, isn't it?!"
