Chapter 35: Passive Creation
"You have exceeded my expectations," the Skeleton Queen said, her voice cold yet strangely amused.
Lunara, breathing heavily but still standing tall, smirked in return.
"Of course," she replied, her eyes gleaming with pride. "After all, you're fighting the future Queen of Witches."
The Skeleton Queen blinked, her expression shifting from amusement to sheer delight.
"You're a princess?" she said, almost laughing. "We hit the jackpot... Your status will be worth so much."
Lunara's smirk deepened as she took a step back, her body ready to move at any second. "Try to catch me, then," she teased.
The Skeleton Queen smiled wickedly, her body suddenly shifting. With a low growl, she invoked her Skeleton Creation—Skeleton Armor. Her transformation was both beautiful and terrifying:
Ten small skeletal heads formed on her knuckles, two more grew on her knees, and thick, jagged bones sprouted like spikes from her forearms and shoulders.
Her figure was now cloaked in a long, elegant blue dress, matching the glowing blue gem embedded into her forehead.
Two massive bone horns jutted out from each side of her head, framing her malicious smile.
In one hand, she brandished a large, gleaming spear made of solid bone, while in the other, she conjured sharp, deadly bones and hurled them straight at Lunara.