Clementine focused her attention forward; on the hard rocky ground a few meters ahead to be more specific. In the darkness, her body shifted, her hand edged onwards, and her palm was outstretched parallel to the ground.
Her mouth moved, uttering words only she could hear.
[Unique ability: Crimson Starfall] [Not actually spoken]
—[Starfall Convergence]—
And just like that, a crimson flame with violet embers appeared above her palm. It was a small flame that burned boundlessly and harmlessly in her hand, its flickers seemingly appearing harmless to untrained eyes.
Even the three did not feel much from it. However, it was a completely different case for Clementine, who knew how destructive, overbearing, and dominating the draconian flames were in nature. It was a good thing that her dragon blood was only a [Tier one: Pureblood], so she was capable of suppressing the overwhelming pride and arrogance that flowed through every cell of the bloodline right away.
