Noan frowned and said, "No need, just hold him tight."
Vylyss flashed a seductive smile, her fingers gently caressing Noan's face. "Yes, my master."
Noan shivered. He felt as if Vylyss was always trying to enchant him.
Ever since that day—or more precisely, ever since she evolved—she had become even more alluring than before.
Of course, the one who had to endure Vylyss's seduction and temptation was none other than him.
Vylyss certainly didn't drain Noan of his strength, but he was so immersed in her sweetness and softness that he nearly forgot he was inside the 'Singularity.'
Urlgan was tightly bound by chains, his body trembling, yet the magical symbols surrounding him gradually faded before completely disappearing.
Once again, Urlgan collapsed onto the ground, utterly unconscious.
However, this time, something was even stranger.