Chapter 93: The World-Shaking Roar
Hannah had barely stepped out of the grand dining hall, her cheeks still warm from the duke's sudden betrothal talk, when a scorching, unrelenting pull erupted from her chest.
The egg hidden beneath her dress thrashed with violent life, golden light seeping through the fabric as if fighting to break free.
Her Gorthmorde mana stirred not by choice, but by force—ripping outward, feeding the relic before she could even resist.
"Urgh… what's wrong with it now?" Hannah muttered, pressing a hand to the egg inside her gown pocket.
Perched invisibly on her shoulder, Ren's tiny body tensed. He didn't need to see to feel the storm brewing.
"Something's off. That thing's acting like a starved beast."
Ricky's head snapped toward her, his shadow magic prickling dangerously across his skin.
He could see the golden mana leaking from her, swirling toward the egg like a vortex.
