Currently, Thyra was sitting in her room, cleaning her daggers with a bored look on her face, her cultivation had gone away, just like Astaria, she was now a King Stage Cultivator as well. Of course, recovering her cultivation wasn't a problem, she was even looking forward to that, however, waiting for her turn was agonizingly torturous.
It was at times like these when Thyra considers the possibility of just getting Nux and running away from this place, living with him alone for the rest of her lives.
Thinking about it, Thyra sighed again, getting back to cleaning her already-cleaned daggers, but then,
A hand appeared.
Then, grabbing Thyra from behind, the hand pulled her in.