Chapter 237 - Last Ride to Arcanis

Aryana sat alone in the faint light of her quarters, her mind lost in deep thought as waves of energy raced through the room. She was miles away in spirit, seeing the battlefield of Arcanis through the eyes of her raven, a silent watcher perched on Sylara's shoulder. Aryana could see the growing storm brewing on Arcanis' land via her raven's acute, beady sight, as well as her aunt Sylara standing tall and poised, prepared for the impending battle. Jasmine stood on the opposing side, having previously shared a tenuous tie strained by the weight of allegiance and survival. Aryana traced the dark fabric of her dress with a faint, gloomy smile, observing Jasmine's power in full force. Jasmine was stronger than she had imagined. The sight of Queen Jasmine eliminating Sylara's witches with a single, devastating wave of her palm made Aryana impressed, as well as a hint of something more, admiration, perhaps, but tinged with a silent resolve. She's strong, Aryana thought, as she watche