When Leslie shifted her focus to Venus, the atmosphere among the gathered crowd became tense. No one dared speak, each one watching the two women with wary eyes.
Venus, however, refused to back down, meeting Leslie's gaze head-on.
The intensity of their standoff was palpable, mana rippling in turbulent waves as their gazes locked. The very fabric of the pocket dimension trembled, the air thick with the potential for an explosive confrontation.
Everyone else instinctively retreated, their hearts pounding with apprehension.
Since Venus had declared publicly her intention to marry Owen, tensions between the goddess and Leslie had been mounting. The two were like opposing titans, and any clash between them promised catastrophic consequences.
Yet, before things could escalate further, Venus suddenly withdrew her aura, breaking the tense standoff.
