Emberly watched as Pyris lay unconscious, his body still radiating a strange, irresistible aura. She had always been proud of him, but now, there was something more—something that both frightened and stirred her. His transformation had unleashed his Lust Dragon aura to its fullest, and she could feel its intoxicating pull, washing over her like waves.
She clenched her fists, fighting to remain in control, her will iron-clad. She was a powerful woman, strong-willed and disciplined, but even she had to admit that resisting Pyris's new presence required everything she had.
With a deep breath, she forced herself to look away, refocusing her mind on what was important. "We need to leave," she whispered to herself. Gathering her strength, she summoned her teleportation magic and whisked both of them away, back to the estate, far from the overwhelming power that had once inhabited the main mansion.
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