But then BAM! Wakes up in a completely different world. Magic rules here. Demons are running wild, and honestly, anyone might think this is some kind of trap or easy pick for trouble because she's now an outcast. Seriously? Who would expect someone like her to just... be vulnerable?
People look down on her, totally rub her the wrong way. Her own clan probably thinks she peaked too early or something. And her fiancé? A total joke. Treats her like a tool.
But they're dead wrong. Magic seriously hasn't impressed her. Like, *laughable*. She can still dish out Fivefold Lightning Talismans faster than you can blink – and they’re no joke either, capable of reducing arrogant sorcerers to dust if she wants.
Alchemy? Please. A playground trick compared to what she knows. Refined pills in her furnace... even the weakest scrub can become useful under her guidance. Million-strong armies? Meh. Irrelevant. She just flicks her hand and out comes her army of Scattering Bean Soldiers – they're more than enough to handle legions.
She finds it all amusing, watching these fragile threats stumble over themselves. It's like she gets this vibe sometimes that maybe they should just bow down quick before things get messy? "Defy me?" She’d probably say something snarky about them thinking they have a choice if I were paraphrasing her thoughts right now.
Wait... but then there’s him. The peerless Grandmaster, drop-dead gorgeous guy. How does she feel when he looks at her with these smoldering glances? Like he can’t believe who he sees or something?
And his slow smirk! It drives her nuts probably. "After all this time," that line from him, the one about forgetting their night together... it’s definitely got a ring to it, right?