C717 Lunar Spirit Who Was Far away
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As hundreds of peculiar ghosts emerged from the cavern's ceiling, the Crucible of Evil, suspended in midair, suddenly pulsed with a dark halo.
Splash!
Newly refined, the Banes roared forth from the cauldron's mouth.
The Frost Queen, now with a crystalline physical form, soared from the seventh tier of the Divine Demon seat on the cauldron wall
