Tang Yue snapped out of her trance and as she did, her eyes darted towards Charlotte momentarily, mainly to look away from the peering crimson orbs that were waiting to devour her.
But when she looked at Charlotte, she saw a cloud of black smoke, formless and unstable, hovering around the woman, holding her in place, under the threat of a sword.
This was the same black smoke that had pulled her out of the rubble back in the labyrinth.
But Tang Yue was not in the least pleased to see it this time around.
A spark of anger appeared in her clear and gentle emerald eyes and she pushed the man, morphing into her serpentine form and slithering out of his embrace.
She then morphed back into her human form and hissed at the man who was now sprawled on the ground with no one underneath him.
But the devil had already recovered and he was now smirking at her, his head casually resting on his palm, lying on the ground as if he was a King of the world.
