Bab 348: A Sprung Trap

'Brenden, Dad, Xilia, and Emilia, be on your guard. Something's up with Draven, and everyone needs to be ready to either get the fuck out of here at the drop of a hat or be ready for battle in an instant.' Sensing something was off with the Lavender-haired man, I slowly tilted my head to the side and glared hatefully at Draven while prepping my team.

"Whatever you are planning, I wouldn't recommend it, Dravey; I was in such a good mood being able to come out and stretch my legs for the first time in a while, and if you go and spoil that, well, how about we just say it won't end in your favor." With that, I flared my aura and Racial Dominance, which was immediately met by a counter from Draven, who unleased his own in response.