Lana's eyes slowly lost their focus, as if she had become a distant observer who could barely hear the words being spoken around her.
Her consciousness seemed to drift farther and farther away, while her body remained suspended in the midst of the chaos.
But in the next second, her entire form suddenly began to deteriorate.
Her skin became pale, and faint cracks of dark energy spread across her body. Her breathing grew weaker, and the spiritual energy surrounding her fluctuated violently.
Seeing this, a hint of excitement appeared in Mona Lisa's eyes.
"Now what will you do? You are going to die. You will completely lose control over this body. Once that happens, just wait and see how I deal with you. Lana will die by my hand."
However, just as she finished speaking, Lana's body slowly began returning to normal.
The dark cracks disappeared one after another, her complexion gradually regained its color, and the unstable energy surrounding her started to settle.
