She fell on her butt, and drops of blood dripped down from her eyes, staining her entire chest. A drop of drool trickled down her lips unconsciously.
She continued to tremble…until Rahu snapped his fingers. Looking at her state, Rahu sighed.
"You foolish girl…daring to directly look at my soul. If you weren't of my race…your soul would've been obliterated by now."
He said, his words shocking the present women. They gawked at Azaria's condition.
"Master…what did she do?"
Zira asked cautiously, after all, he had just warned them of this. And, from the looks of it, Azaria had just seemed to take a look, and she ended up in this condition.
Hearing this, Rahu smiled, "My soul…it's not meant to be directly seen. Unless, of course, you are someone of the level of Radiant Monarch God."
Hisss!!
Yveline couldn't help taking a deep breath when she heard this. These words weren't bragging or pompous.
