"Zyren's blood should give me some nutrition!" she continued, when the tentacles shot forward again—towards Aira this time around, who instantly froze up.
But this time it was Clay who opened his mouth to speak, even as Aira forgot for a second that she was strong, that she had legs, and that she should do something to protect herself.
"…Leader, be careful of her powers! It can hurt us! There must be a reason she's yet to use it!" Clay warned, even as the movement of the tentacles instantly froze the moment he spoke.
The face of the maid scrunched up in annoyance as her gaze on Aira intensified. Everyone knew her powers were to heal, which was something that affected Zygons in the opposite way.
The maid's expression only grew uglier the longer she stared at Aira, who was yet to speak. It was clear to her that without Zyren around, it was left to her to protect herself. Yet no matter how hard she willed her powers to appear and work, it didn't work.
