Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Upon witnessing this, the golden-fur lion made another clandestine attempt to assail her.
“Achir!” Ali exclaid in shock, rushing to her aid and unleashing an astral wind.
As the golden-fur lion deftly sidestepped the astral winds, its claws grazed Achir’s side, managing only to snatch a strand of her long hair, which sent her elegant and distinctive bun unraveling.
Achir seethed with fury, her cries echoing as if she had endured a great injustice. Her eyes reddened as she implored Ali, “Ali, help eliminate this woman before ! I want her gone!”
That insolent little wench.
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