The atmosphere on the cliff was a bit eerie... Although the goal was achieved, the Undead Tribe members who understood what Lucimar did all had strange expressions.
Even though they had long known from 'Snow Cloud Peak' that the relationship between this mother and son wasn't as affectionate as it seemed, such a wild move of backstabbing was still something they weren't quite used to.
As for the mages from other families, although they didn't understand the deep meaning behind those words, they could still sense the strange atmosphere... For mages at a certain level, delaying aging is a piece of cake.
Even if Lucimar's mother wasn't that young, she wasn't exactly a grandma, was she?
A mature beauty can still be talked about.
The mages hadn't really imagined that lady as an old granny with white hair, using a magic wand as a cane, but they did place her on the end of being a rather mature woman.
