The Transformed Elven Princess

The moment Asura entered the familiar rocky landscape. An image that caused him to doubt himself appeared. 

Celine's spear skewered several goblins. Their bodies tried to pull themselves off it before she pushed her left palm towards them. Then, with a brilliant smile on her face.

"Asura! Watch me!" Her excited voice called out as a golden light amassed from the centre of her palm before bursting towards them in a cone of brilliance.

'...'

Asura watched, half stunned by the sheer power of her magic. However, the moment he felt the magic aura, it caused him to feel a sense of pain. 

A feeling as if he suffered from the same magic in the past.

"When did the cute Elven princess become such a brutal murderer!?"