"Don't press that, it's my pectoral muscle."
The young boy looked down at Vili, who was nestled in his arms.
The blonde girl obviously hadn't recovered from the recent panic yet, her hands subconsciously clutched at the boy's shirt in front of his chest, pressing slightly inward.
But at the moment the boy spoke, those delicate white hands withdrew as if shocked by electricity, followed by the girl's stuttering voice, "I, I, I..."
Her shoes weren't tightly tied and had come off during the vigorous movements, her bare white feet slightly tensed, creating an arch.
Just then, a golden radiance suddenly shot toward them from afar.
He Ao wrapped one arm around Vili's shoulders, while his other hand swiftly swept beneath her calf and fiercely lifted his hand to catch the golden radiance aimed at him as it left her heel.
The slender golden spear revealed itself under the night sky, its sharp tip stopping just short of the boy's face.