Chương 217: Essence of the sword

I took a moment to collect myself, adjusting my shirt as I used my aura to wipe the sweat from my skin.

The morning air felt heavy with the remnants of our shared passion, and a short sigh escaped my lips as I glanced back at the sleeping figure of Analise, wrapped in the warmth of the blanket.

What we had indulged in was certainly more than just a typical morning greeting. Despite the initial intentions, Ana and I had lost track of time in our fervent embrace.

Yet, as I buttoned my shirt and admired her serene face, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. We had truly savored every moment together.

As I approached the door, my gaze fell upon the small runic symbol etched with my mana, a precautionary measure to ensure our privacy during our intimate moments. 

It seemed my instinct had been correct; the intense magical energy emanating from outside indicated that someone was eager to interrupt our solitude.