"Sin... Holders?"
These men's confused faces answered Gamon's question.
"Lady Sheran, don't you feel anything more?" Old Maytan frowned at this as he asked at the moody dragon there scribbling something on the sand with her finger.
She slowly shook her head. Meanwhile, her butler, Mer seemed to have seen a ghost with his exaggerated expression, ruining his face.
"Lady, are you alright? Maybe you feel like attacking someone again!" Mer worriedly asked.
Dragonian Sheran sighed, "No, I don't feel disgusted anymore. Maybe those Sin Holders sensed us."
