Jack turned his red eyes toward Nyx'ira, lightning still crackling across his fingertips. His expression was calm, almost bored, as if killing a Nightmare-class champion was barely worth his attention.
Nyx'ira stood frozen, her shadows coiling tighter around her body. Her void-like eyes flickered between Jack and Vel'thor's corpse.
Then, slowly, she took a step backward. The armies responded immediately.
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