A blinding golden light split the heavens.
A deafening BOOM rocked the earth as a massive, gleaming figure shot into the sky like a divine spear.
It was Lithaa Brimes.
She appeared clad in her royal mech—a majestic titan of polished chrome and radiant gold. Arcane engravings glowed along its limbs, and her signature war hammer, massive as a siege tower, hummed with caged lightning in her right hand.
A collective gasp swept through the panicked crowd.
"Is that... the Princess?!" someone indicated
"Look! It's Lithaa! It's really her"
"Our salvation!We are saved"
Her mech's engines flared, scattering clouds like chaff before a storm. With a single thunderous leap, she hurled herself toward the comet, her war hammer crackling with a terrifying, celestial force.
As she closed the distance, she roared into her comms, her voice magnified across the city by the mech's speakers:
"I am Lithaa Brimes, daughter of the Monarch! By my hand, no harm shall befall Shurima!"
