The Far Moon Queen underwent a dramatic transformation in an instant.
Her eyes misted over with a drunken haze, a flush of red spreading across her delicate neck and charming face.
Beads of sweat began to seep increasingly at her pert nose.
Though her mouth and nose were filled with the scent of garlic, these flavors seemed to be blocked by an illusory wall glowing with blue light, as the heat thrashed wildly within her. Not to mention her limbs, even her lower body had a subtle reaction. Tiqie Eriina desperately pressed down the hem of her nightgown, thankful that she was in a kneeling position, the weight of her body ensuring her slender legs did not perform any embarrassing twists.
Yet, the intense restlessness still dominated Tiqie Eriina's body and mind.
"Uh... what is this feeling... what on earth is going on!"
A sudden moan.
"Snap!"
