The sky above the northern territories was a vivid, neon-streaked blue, though the horizon was still stained with the lingering smoke of the Skyfield Forest conflict. High above the jagged, snow-capped peaks, the Fire Phoenix continued its relentless northern trajectory. Its massive wings, composed of high-density vermilion plasma, beat with a rhythmic, thunderous cadence that created localized pressure waves in the atmosphere.
Leo Shaw sat comfortably amidst the soft, heat-radiating feathers of the bird’s neck. He felt the refined energy of his Tier-2 Nihility Divine Thunder circulating through his meridians with a new, aggressive stability. The fight at the Mystic Zone had been more than just a victory; it had been a "Tempering" of his Sovereign core. His Spirit-Forged Body felt heavier
