"Alright, that is more than enough." Beatrice's voice echoed throughout the silent throne room with an unusually sharp tone of annoyance that was not at all typical of her calm personality.
And in the blink of an eye, breaking the magical tension of the moment, two silhouettes violently stepped in. In a sudden flash of pure darkness and a trail of blue light, Beatrice and Helen appeared right between Lise and Ryan.
Physically separating them before the dragoness could get a single centimeter closer to their leader.
Beatrice firmly pushed Ryan back, while Helen roughly pushed Lise by the shoulders, forcing her to retreat.
"It is great that you finally have a dragon as an ally, but this woman is a huge pervert." Beatrice said, looking at Ryan over her shoulder with a frown of clear disapproval.
Helen, after pushing aside the imposing wind and ice dragoness without showing a single drop of fear, raised her finger, pointing at her.
