"Crack!!"
With a near-frantic force, Fisher deeply embedded himself into the peach tree before him. The trunk, appearing indistinguishable from any ordinary delicate peach tree, instantly snapped under his strength and toppled in another direction.
Sitting atop the peach tree, Helair was pulled down by gravity. This mythical species, who had not revealed her powers, also fell gracefully under the force of gravity.
Amidst the night wind of Taoyuan, her white robe billowed wildly, naturally outlining her graceful and enchanting body.
Fisher didn't understand. Clearly, she hadn't chosen her gender yet, but for some reason, her figure's curves were so soft and harmonious, drawing his attention irresistibly.
She seemed somewhat surprised, covering her billowing white robe with her hands as a shy girl would conceal her long skirt. Her two long legs were slightly uneven, with the one in front raising its tiptoe, directly facing Fisher below.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
