Saintess Lunaria appeared like she had teleported instead of splitting through space to appear, and the mansion's defenses were simply unable to stop her.
Her silver hair waved in the hair, along with her pristine white robes that gracefully hugged her wonderful curves. Slightly above her brows, between the space where her soul was located, there was a subtle diamond mark that may hold untold specialty.
Her aura bloomed like a sacred scent, comforting everyone in her presence. However, the intimidating presence she gave with her status and seniority left most breathless.
She gazed at Davis before her gaze fell on the little spirit, her eyes narrowing as she kept staring at her.
A little, purple-skinned spirit with a symbol of a black flame on her forehead and a golden crown on her head also looked back with curiosity.
Davis also glanced at Saintess Lunaria.
