"So fast!"
Byron, using his Divine Sight, saw a glittering female figure appear behind them as if she had teleported.
DING DING DING...
Before they could turn around to launch a preemptive strike, a barrage of bell chimes suddenly erupted beside their ears.
In that instant, a normal person's response would be to immediately create distance from the enemy, then regroup and counterattack when an opportunity arose.
But as they heard the bells, they found their instincts clashing severely with their rationality.
Rationality dictated they turn and face the enemy; instinct, however, beckoned them closer to the figure, even to the point of wanting to merge completely with it.
The most direct sensation was hunger! Not a hunger of the stomach, but... a hunger of the wallet. An incomparable hunger! Only by possessing the figure could they find even slight relief.
Of course, the three of them were not ordinary people; their resistance was much stronger than that of other princes.
