"Symbiotic Pact?"
Dago's expression froze. He steadied his mind and, through the strange connection between himself and Tracy, finally gained a rough understanding of what had happened between them after a moment.
Tracy had used a secret technique to forcibly seize his vitality, hoping to achieve a healing "rebirth."
But midway through the spell, it had been forcibly interrupted by the mysterious power released from the Soul Imprint [Winter Star], causing the final result to become something entirely different.
To put it metaphorically, suppose Tracy and Dago were two bottles, and vitality was the water contained within them. Tracy's bottle was nearly empty, so she wanted to pour all the water from Dago's bottle into her own.
But some indescribable accident had occurred during the process, causing the two bottles to somehow "stick" together.
What had originally been a one-sided seizure had ultimately turned into "symbiosis."
Having sorted out his thoughts, Dago's face darkened.
He stood where he was, his eyes flickering as he considered how to resolve this.
Then Tracy, who had been standing there blankly, suddenly screamed and turned into a blur as she lunged at him.
That little speed was naturally nothing in Dago's eyes. Instinctively, he kicked her away.
Yet he himself let out a muffled groan and staggered back two steps.
When he looked up at Tracy again, he found her clutching her chest with both hands, glaring at him as though she wanted to skin him alive. Her eyes also seemed to contain an indescribable mix of shame and fury.
Dago suddenly recalled the brief, smooth softness his kick had touched just now, and only then realized that neither of them was wearing clothes.
Yitai swiftly covered his body, condensing into the shape of a wizard's robe.
Once he was dressed, however, he saw