In an instant, a figure materialized in the air.
Krell looked up and was about to say something when he realized he was disappearing.
Light flared, and he instantly lost all awareness.
A few seconds later, his vision cleared. He lifted his head slightly and saw Velin leaning by the window, gazing into the distance as though observing something.
Talia clung tightly to Krell's arm to keep him from suddenly disappearing again.
Outside Star Moon Fort, Kyle slowly descended from the air after sending the two away. He stood before the dragon and the angel, without a trace of curiosity in his eyes.
"Where did you come from?"
At the sound of that pure Heaven Realm accent, the Eight-winged Angel froze. She struggled to raise her head to see who was speaking, only to find that she could not move despite using every ounce of her strength.
Watching the Eight-winged Angel struggle, Kyle seemed to remember something. He snapped his fingers, lifting the oppressive pressure weighing on her.
Feeling her body relax, the Eight-winged Angel rose from the ground. She looked straight at the blond Human Youth before her, her pupils involuntarily contracting.
"I asked you a question. If you don't want to answer, you'll never need to answer anything again."
Those utterly emotionless words instantly brought the Eight-winged Angel back to her senses. Anger surged within her, and she raised a hand to retaliate. Before she could, the Human Youth flickered into view right in front of her and seized her by the throat.
"Trying to resist?"
"Let go, human, or you will pay for this."
Glaring at the blond human before her, the Eight-winged Angel Meltis gripped his wrist with both hands, her face full of fury.
"I believe you should have learned to show respect when facing