Bab 430: We're Not in Gaea Anymore, Fancy

Dora involuntarily held her breath as the pale-faced woman approached her, discomfort flooding her senses. The woman's small frame twisted with amusement tinged with a hint of disdain. Just as Dora was about to cry out for help, the woman's attention was abruptly drawn to Fancy.

"What a fascinating creature," the woman mumbled with a predatory glint in her eyes. She locked gazes with the insect, and Dora felt a faint pressure wash over her.

"Huh?" The woman exclaimed in surprise while involuntarily taking a few steps back. "That sure is odd. Little girl, is this one yours?"

Dora returned a blank stare at the woman's question.

"Hello~," She said while waving her hands to draw Dora's attention. "Do. You. Understand. The. Words. Coming. Out. Of. My. Mouth? I'm sure I heard her speak..."

"I-I understand," Dora stuttered.