The battle raged on, Emily's shadows swirling around her as she clashed with her enemy.
She had never felt so powerful, so in control. But as she gazed into her enemy's eyes, she saw something that chilled her to the bone - a glimmer of familiarity.
"Who are you?" Emily demanded, her voice firm.
The figure smiled again, its eyes glinting with malice. "You really don't remember, do you?" it said. "We were once friends, Shadow Queen. We were once family."
Emily's mind reeled as she searched her memories.
Who was this person? Why did they seem so familiar?
And then, it hit her, the figure's features shifted, and Emily saw the face of someone she had trusted.
"You're..." Emily's voice trailed off, her mind reeling with shock.
The figure nodded, its eyes gleaming with triumph. "Yes, Shadow Queen," it said. "I'm your own sister, thought lost to the shadows."
