'It will be an interesting battle,' a smile formed on Drishti's face as she anticipated watching a battle worth her time.
"What do you want?" Finally understanding that Drishti's appearance here was driven by well-known motives to fulfill her interests, Man inquired without caring about anything else.
Yes, her personality was well-known throughout Ardoros—always remaining within the boundaries of the Devereaux Family and searching for something interesting.
"Nothing, just wanted to make sure you don't hold back," Drishti said with a small smile, making clear one of her reasons for being here.
"Sorry?" Even after hearing her words, Man couldn't believe that all this drama was just for those words, prompting him to inquire further.
"And, don't intervene in the battle between Ryuk and him," Drishti said, narrowing her eyes as she revealed the major reason for her presence.
Having already witnessed this man's previous aggressive stance in searching for cures of Edward Abernathy's hands, Drishti knew he would again intervene and disrupt such a good show for her.
'?!'
"Wh-what!" The man's eyes instantly widened, realizing the whole thing was created only by this woman to protect Ryuk Devereaux. "You cannot do it, Lady Drishti!"
"I will also not intervene if something happens to him. What do you say?" Drishti placed both hands on her folded knees, sitting comfortably, her eyes glancing at the man, ignoring the reddened face of the young man behind him, whose body was trying to adept to that unknown force suppressing it.
An interesting aspect was that, it was working, making her remember Edward Abernathy's Awakened ability.
Indeed, due to having all the abilities of the other three major families' bloodlines, the Abernathy family, in reference with the Tenebri Bloodline, Awakened an ability to its user.
And Edward Abernathy Awakened the ability called Adept, meaning his body will adapt to any surrounding, be it energy, poison, or other harsh conditions, and mold itself as most suitable possible.
Something which was in itself overpowered, since it also applied to the fighting styles of opponents.
But for Drishti, he was far less interesting than someone who was able to control her own body against her will.
'I forgot to ask him,' she reminded herself, to ask Ryuk whether that attack he had done last time was still inside her body or removed, not that she cared.
"Lady Drishti, I will remember this day," the man gritted his jaws in frustration, glaring at the woman who needed to pay for the humiliation of this day.
SWISH
While in a seated position, Drishti's body started to become transparent as it slowly disappeared, leaving a few words reverberating inside the control room. "Of course, you shall, or else I will kill you."
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"You don't trust me?" Esme gently inquired, yet received an instant head shake from both the twins, causing her eyes to close in frustration before turning towards the room.
"Fine, let's enter together," Esme sighed, moving inside the room with both the twins.
As they entered the room, she moved towards the sofa before sitting on it.
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"Are you an illusion?" Mae came an inch away from Esme's face, her eyes narrowed in suspicion, while poking Esme's cheeks to verify her doubt.
FLICK
"Ouch!" Mae finally confirmed her suspicion, retreating back and taking a seat on the other side of the sofa.
Sam was busy eating the food served on the table, glancing towards the guards who seemed shrouded in dense mana, all of them intensely focused on them without blinking once.
Eventually, Sam turned his eyes towards Esme, realizing that instead of them, all four guards were keeping tabs on her to prevent her from leaving the room.
'Sigh, are they really that strong?' Sam couldn't help but doubt the strength of these four individuals emanating such pressure yet falling for the illusion of his big sis.
At least he could think that his sister was an idiot, but how could four who were supposed to protect them when they were not able to see through this whole thing?
'Really, I need some sleep.'
Sam stood and moved towards the bed before directly falling onto it.
Zzzz-zzz-zz
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'It was unexpected,' a smile formed on Ryuk's face as he teasingly looked to his left where a woman with golden pupils, wearing a white dress and a tiara, was approaching.
As she arrived, her golden pupils reflected the black-masked man and the military-informed woman with a half-white mask.
Esme's eyes softened as she stood beside the young man, looking towards the sky with a composed expression, whispering, "I may be weak, but not weak enough to hold you back."