"Uahh."
Stretching my body, I took a deep breath, surveying my surroundings.
The Asuras who had escorted us back gave a respectful bow before walking away.
'What should I do now?'
I pondered as I stared at the grand palace of the Davana Kingdom.
First, I need to take a clear look at the resurrection orb that I stole.
'It was protected by a layer.'
A type of protection, huh?
Lost in thought, I started walking toward the palace.
There were so many things I needed to check on.
Hmm?
Just as I took a step forward, a bulky figure blocked my path.
My gaze met Lysander's crimson eyes as he towered over me, his stance rigid and hostile.
I frowned. "What?"
"Are you a fallen angel?" he asked, his voice serious.
"Yeah, I am." I met his glare without flinching. "What about it?"
There was no point in denying it.
'He must have seen my wings back then.'