The Cat-kin floated effortlessly in the air, her charm evident in every subtle movement. Each gesture could be studied in great detail to grasp the essence of her sensual allure. An otherworldly golden-yellow glow emanated from her eyes, captivating the hearts of all who laid eyes on her. Yet, something about this seemed too artificial, too contrived. Kira's patience was wearing thin.
She slowly turned around, ensuring the charm hadn't affected anyone nearby. Fortunately, it hadn't. Charms were notoriously difficult to resist, as they targeted the mind. Rather than an attack, a charm worked like an aphrodisiac, making one susceptible to its allure. And who wasn't aware of men's pent-up frustrations and desires, especially during wartime when encounters with women were scarce? A Cat-kin capable of exuding such charm could effortlessly manipulate armies, bending them to her will... a terrifying prospect.
