Jaxon Cross Beyblade X Novels & Stories

A threat. Solmyra, still on the floor, coughed again, her voice hoarse and brittle. “She’s… stronger than we thought.” Maeron glanced down at her, then back at Serena. “Stronger, yes. But not unbeatable.” Serena could feel the change in energy. The talisman in Maeron’s hand wasn’t just a magical device—it was a relic, something woven from blood and bone and sea. And it was pointed directly at her. She stepped in front of Alexandro, shielding him instinctively, even though her body ached, her strength flickering after the surge she had unleashed.