"Nonsense!"
"Then she's just looking for death herself!"
With that shout, all the Angels except Leila unfolded their Light Wings. Compared to Elorie's white wings, theirs were far more dazzling, ranging in color from white to blue, or from blue to violet.
This was probably proof of their strength.
What surprised Chen Xuan was that Elorie also refused to back down and spread her Light Wings, and their color had changed slightly from before—the tips were now dyed an orange-red, like highlighted strands.
The atmosphere in the tent instantly became taut as drawn bows.
"What do you mean by this?" Leila narrowed her eyes at Elorie. "As an Angel, are you actually going to oppose the Angel Alliance's position?"
