Chapter 411: System's Vulnerabilities

"How adorably pathetic!" Zahyla's voice floated to them from the distance. "Heart troubles while your world slowly crumbles. Isn't it charming?"

The two tensed, turning toward the voice. Zahyla floated beyond the barrier, her cruel smile visible even at a distance.

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"Oh, poor little human," Zahyla sang, floating closer to the barrier, her movements graceful and predatory at once. "So desperately in love with your leader. Did you know I could sense how your heart raced that day when you were close to him? It's quite pathetic, really."

Diana tried to pull Lila away, but Zahyla continued, her voice carrying a cruel melody:

"Would you like to know a secret? I can smell the pheromones you release. It's like a perfume of desperation." Her laugh was musical, almost beautiful in its cruelty. "Shame, arousal, guilt..."

"Shut up," Lila whispered, her cheeks burning with humiliation.