Jia Yan looked at the so-called 'remote control' in his foot. It's much smaller and has fewer buttons than the one for his own flyer.
After all, it was something that Daphne, this woman, could carry around her waist. Even for a standard human, it was quite tiny. In his case, it was like a human picking up something as thin as a hair strand. If not for Jia Yan's control, honed and evolved over a long period, he wouldn't be able to hold such a tiny object steady!
"No, this is something the Empire uses to control you, how could you possibly possess it?!"
Suddenly, Jia Yan swung his forelegs, previously poised overhead Daphne's head, to her neck!
The sharp blades on his fore-legs just grazed her fair skin, slicing it slightly. Blood dribbled down the dark sharp blade, before pooling on the ground.
It felt like a beast attacking a beautiful woman on Earth. The image was somewhat tragically beautiful.
