Compared to her previous appearances, this time the spatial fluctuation was almost silent, as tranquil as moonlight filtering through the trees—elegant and precise.
After a faint ripple of space, almost impossible for ordinary people to detect, faded away, Feifei appeared in the garden, dressed in a close-fitting combat suit. Her waterfall of black hair had already been tied into a bun at the back of her head and secured with four steel pins of unknown material. Her hand was loosely gripping an invisible sword.
Her breathing was slightly hurried, and a little dust still clung to her temple. Clearly, first fighting the High Priest Norddos and then forcibly breaking through the spatial barrier around the Imperial Capital had been no easy feat.
If she hadn't been familiar with the Imperial Capital's layout and the royal family's occult knowledge, she might not have managed to break through this time at all.
Fortunately, she had finally made it inside. The girl's gaze swept quickly over Yu Lian, confirming that he was more or less unharmed, then moved to the Emperor's brilliant and dangerous spirit projection in the center of the garden.
That was the enemy. The vigilance and hostility in Feifei's eyes began to rise.
Then there was Brunhild, clad in the armor of the Radiant Dawn Dragon.
"Heh~~~" Feifei let out an undisguised sneer. Her vigilance and hostility grew even more pronounced.
She glanced at the spatial rift still radiating ominous purple light. As she watched a dozen slender combat robots made of unknown materials crawl out of it, she sensed their unmistakable fox-like scent and gave another, more obvious snort. "Heh~~~~"
Well, the fact that they could still be late was something she never would have expected.
She shot Yu Lian a sidelong glance. "Fish, I'm not interrupting, am I?"