Crystalia nodded in understanding. She turned around and immediately saw Flintor waving at her from the distance.
Seeing the healed Flintor, Crystalia's eyes instantly lit up with joy, and she left her mother's side, running towards his direction to meet him.
Meanwhile, Fifi went to stand with the rest of the other warriors. Though she noticed the strange looks they all gave her, understanding that it was primarily because of her panties, she didn't care.
Moreover, the Prismerion culture was unlike theirs, and they didn't discriminate against her appearance. Unlike the warriors who found the Prismerion's race culture unusual and uncomfortable, Fifi could be said to be the only one present who found it comfortable to stay in throughout her time here.
Nonetheless, even if the Prismerions had felt the same way, Fifi didn't care about what anyone thought as long as Orion loved it, and she was sure that the sisters also felt the same way.
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