บท 128: Zealous Outrage

Alwina Liuva rose from the damp ground, eyeing the headless corpse of her latest lover. 

The flow of Mana coursing within her had grown fiercer, denser, and more potent. 

In such a rite, the strength of one's primal desire played a crucial role in the final result, which was why this was a considerable success. After all, she could still feel the warm pulse in her lower stomach.

"A bountiful reap," she mused, turning towards a hidden presence. "Were you here the whole time, Ushpia?" 

Her mystical senses couldn't locate her, but she had other ways of skirting around the fickle shroud of concealment.

The Qehari magus strolled out of the shadows without care, her hulking giant of a Soulbound trailing not far behind.

"Just long enough to pry into your rite. I must say, that glee of yours went beyond conscentious work."

"Do you disapprove?"