Ancestor Dian Alstreim's pupils shook as he remembered that the Dark-Winged Twilight Wolf possessed a soul attack as their species technique. He was too late to stop anything now!
The people who saw the scene had their echoes stuck in their throat!
However, nothing happened even as two seconds passed.
Nadia just kept looking at him with an unbridled and daring gaze, maintaining an overseeing eye at him contact like a queen.
Ancestor Dian Alstreim blinked before he realized. He inwardly sighed as he could guess what was on this magical beast's mind. He was infringing on the pride of a King-Tier Magical Beast and disparaging its prestige. Of course, it was going to threaten him to release her by himself.
He released her wrist from his grasp, and Nadia let out a muffled snort.
"Nadia, return to my place. You've won the battle."
