Helen appeared to remain completely lost within her own physical reactions following the intense collection from the system. Her sweat-slicked body trembled slightly over the cold, hard gray floor of the dungeon.
The inescapable punishment of the debt continued to impose itself upon her mind and body, completely clouding her judgment. And this happened even though she had clearly already reached her absolute physical limit.
Ryan made no movement whatsoever to comfort her.
He simply turned his face a bit and observed Ivis out of the corner of his eye, evaluating the sudden presence of the intruder in their private moment.
The imposing woman was standing just a few short meters away from them.
Ivis's face did not express a single drop of surprise, discomfort, or embarrassment. Instead, she maintained a small and subtle smile drawn on her face.
It was an extremely faint smile, almost imperceptible to an ordinary observer, but Ryan could clearly tell that it was there.
