Freya‘s pov.

My heart pounded like a war drum. I could feel Hera and Reyna within me, their voices clear and confident despite the chaos.

"We’ll defeat her," Hera said calmly, resolutely. "She’s not on our level."

"Not even close," Reyna added with a sharp edge. "We finish this now."

A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I faced Idra. Her body trembled, blood pouring from her mouth, yet her eyes gleamed with unhinged defiance.

"Last words?" I asked, ...