C1559 I will Remember This Grudge

Bu Lige's brow was furrowed as he intently gazed at the ground before him. It was etched with an intricate web of magical runes, circles within circles, yet there was no hint of chaos. Instead, there was an unexpected beauty to it. A soft magical glow coursed through the pattern of the array like water, its light pulsing as if it were breathing.

Bu Shiyi stood in her black armor