Nyxara walked inside the hall wearing a heavily embroidered red nightgown that didn't stick to her body.
Her long midnight purple hair flowed freely behind her while her crimson eyes remained fixated on me.
I slowly undid the mini sun in my hand and glanced at Malenia who was also reverting back to her previous form.
Even though I was disappointed that I couldn't see her dragon form, I didn't dwell too much on it.
My feet landed on the ground while my wings folded back into my body.
The plain white mask was still on my face, making it easy for me to conceal myself.
Nyxara stood right in front of me with her head cocked up to match my gaze.
"You are a pain, you know that, right?" She said, like I was her friend.
Though her gaze suggested that she saw me as a threat to her family.
Her gaze shifted towards Collin and Jamson who were both unconscious and then at Malenia who was exhausted.
"You made a mess—"
