"Tell your na, and why you were kissing my daughter"
The matriarch of the Silvermoon clan possessed a frightening gaze, and even Ryan Whitemane could feel the gigantic pressure her silver eyes conveyed. Even with all his strength, he knew that within that domain he was completely susceptible to any attack from her.
The entire building of the lunar palace had that lady's mana signature, which made Ryan's head even more confused in the middle of the whole situation.
'It's like I'm inside her?' he thought, as he looked through the matriarch's skin and assessed her mana flow.
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