Chapter 187: The Enchantress Amora
The woman's smile faded. Her expression sharpened as she warily sized up the armored figure now standing before her. Whoever this was had ap
The woman's smile faded. Her expression sharpened as she warily sized up the armored figure now standing before her.
Whoever this was had approached completely undetected. That alone was enough to raise alarms.
Until now, she had firmly believed that no one on this backwater planet—Midgard—could pull off such a feat. But clearly, she had underestimated someone.
"What made you suddenly take such an interest in this world's so-called superheroes?"
Gene's synthetic voice echoed coldly as his crimson V-shaped visor glowed eerily in the twilight.
"Sorceress of Asgard… Enchantress Amora."
Amora—the infamous Enchantress of Asgard—was one of the realm's most powerful spellcasters. Known equally for her devastating beauty and her gift for manipulation, she wove deceit and charm like a spider's web. Gods had fallen at her feet more times than one could count.
Amora's eyes lingered on Gene with intrigue, then curled into a smile dripping with seduction.
"I don't know what you are… but spotting me? That deserves some credit."
As she spoke, a misty green aura gathered in her slender hand.
"But you also made a mistake… You came alone."