Still, Lysithea did not turn to meet Zayn. Her back remained against him.Zayn finally caught up with her and stopped. Any mere expert fighter would have been so fatigued and worn out by the high-speed marathon that they would have arrived dead, but to Zayn, it was just a warm-up. All it took was two breaths, and he felt his energy returning already.His eyes lingered around Lysithea’s back, fully understanding the fact that this was the closest he had ever gotten to be around her. He could sense that ethereality that seemed to make up most of her form. The dissociative feeling that she was never a real person but a puff of dancing smoke or a mirage. She was the fog itself—she could not possibly be real. If he looked away, she might even disappear at the first billow of the wind.The atmosphere gelled. There was a distance of ten meters between them, and an invisible wall of uncanniness was building fast the longer neither of them talked.Zayn was the one to break the ice. “So… wha
Zayn thought he had seen everything. He was no stranger to the best nature could offer when it came to women and their God-given beauty—Faye Carter, Shaelyn Peace, Mirabelle Owen, Alexandra Smith, Annabelle Laking, and so many more. He was supposed to be so immune to premier feminine charms by now, and yet when he laid his eyes on Lysithea, he was still profoundly, utterly bewitched.He wondered if he was looking at a dryad or a… fae.It was the first thing that came to his mind. He could believe she was a mortal woman. She must be nature’s spirit in humanoid form. There was more to her than just her almost miraculous beauty—there was an aureole of sublimity about her, an almost transcendental countenance that all the other beauties Zayn had ever met failed to measure up.The reason for that was simple: Lysithea was not a normal young woman. She was a superior class master fighter, one who had attained the fourth-tier, and her body had undergone the same morphological changes. She l
Zayn was stunned upon seeing that. He had not expected that a highly-skilled fighter like Lysithea would actually miss a step. Moreover, her face turned ghastly pale instantly. It was totally a reaction to a panic attack resulting from mental disturbance!He had only removed Lysithea’s face veil, did she need to go as far as to have such a huge reaction?Zayn felt rather frustrated in his heart. However, he still had to take action and save Lysithea now. After all, it would be bad for Lysithea to take a fall. Hence, he made a move swiftly by wrapping his arm around Lysithea’s body with unerring precision just before Lysithea was about to fall over. He had just come into physical contact with Lysithea when he discovered that she had an amazing figure, especially her bouncy, flexible waist and firm skin. By the time Lysithea reacted to the situation, she realized that she was actually leaning against Zayn’s chest. Instantly, she got even more agitated so she glared at Zayn. “You yo
Upon saying that, she stood straight, shut her eyes and assumed an expression as if she was ready to go all out. Zayn was stunned upon hearing her remark. He looked at her strangely and wondered if this woman was sick in the head?However, Zayn could not help shifting his gaze to Lysithea’s body following her remark. Lysithea was on his mother’s side regardless and she was here in Waltz City to protect him. After figuring this out, he felt that his anger was vented but he felt frustrated mainly. He waved his hand dismissively and said, “Forget it. You should leave, just think of it as me being unlucky.”Lysithea opened her eyes and watched as Zay stood up and left slowly. She felt very unpleasant in her heart. She chased after Zayn and stopped him in his way. She said in all apparent seriousness, “No, you have to slap me back! I don’t like to owe anyone favors in my life!”Zayn was all confused. What sort of ideology was that? He had already expressed his intention to forgive
Yes. No matter where Zayn decided to slap, it was inevitable that he would be taking advantage of a woman. It would be fine if she was just another woman yet Lysithea was not just any other ordinary woman but she was sent by his mother. Lysithea was growing impatient. She opened her eyes and said with furrowed brows, ‘Hey, will you pick up the pace. You’re a man yet you’re fussy like a woman.”Zayn was rendered speechless by her remark. Could he not fuss about this matter?However, Zayn was feeling rather emotional about this frankly. After all, Lysithea was a tier-4 master fighter and she was so beautiful. It would be a rather good idea if he could take advantage of her too…Bah, bah, bah, what the heck was he thinking? Zayn inhaled a deep breath and suppressed the distracting thoughts. Then, he calmed down and came up with an idea. Lysithea wanted him to slap her back anyhow and she did not mention how heavy he should slap so he would just humor her by simply giving a slap a
“Shut up!”Lysithea did not wait for him to finish his sentence, instead interrupting him brutally. He glared at him, gnashing her teeth in anger. She was breathing rapidly and heaving violently, even Diego had never stirred up such intense emotions in her all this time. However, she found that she could not bring herself to hate Zayn because Zayn was Aunt Hayley’s only son. She let out a heavy grunt, glared at Zayn once then walked away. In the end, she still turned around and instructed Zayn, “You’re not telling anyone about what happened today!”What else could Zayn have said but he could only nod in a haste. Zayn confirmed that Lysithea had left and that she would not return anymore before he allowed himself to heave a sigh of relief. He rubbed his chest and exhaled a metallic breath that stank of blood. It was fortunate that he had a strong body, or else he would have crumpled from the slap.It was of the essence that he had realized that Lysithea’s power seemed to ha
Lysithea’s expression changed drastically at once upon seeing Diego. She was shocked because she had never expected that Diego would come knocking on her door. That was really bold of him!If this were the usual days, Lysithea would not be afraid of him yet now, she was in a weakened state. She was still a tier-3 master fighter yesterday yet she had already dropped to a tier-2 master fighter now. It was also her weakest state. In fact, her performance would only drop again all the way until she was tier-1! It was only after passing the lowest point that she would be able to regain her performance. This was the flaw of her training but also the mysterious part of her training. This was because her performance would certainly improve if she could pull through the weakened state smoothly this time. Most importantly, everyone knew this secret of hers, so how did Diego find out about it? The only possibility was that someone sold her out, she wondered who the heck that person was!M
Lysithea could even work together with Zayn. She could wipe this no-good Diego off the face of existence with his help!Diego wasted no time catching up to her, and he certainly did not break a sweat. He continued his stroll in the same casual, relaxed gait, enjoying the sight of Lysithea scrambling in panic like he was a cat in a mood to play with his food. He could not help but feel his ballooning glee at the fact that he could sense how much Lysithea’s powers were weakening.There was no need to rush; she was his. He could do this all day.He had been resenting her smug, uppity, putting-on-airs attitude in the organization for so, so long. Now that he finally had this chance, it would be his pleasure to toy Lysithea around to his heart’s content. He would drink in the look of despair on that erstwhile haughty, pretty face. He would take pleasure in the panic written all over her face! How sweet all this was! How much it sated his hidden appetite for depravity!“Nuh-uh-uh, dear L