Vylyss couldn't believe she had reached rank B, yet faced with this flame and had no strength to resist at all.
She had tried using magic, but this fire incinerated it; she couldn't even utilize spatial magic.
This flame seemed to burn her soul and scorch the very energy within her body.
"Master…" Vylyss stretched out her hand, grasping Noan's shoulder, using all the remaining energy inside her to transfer it to him.
However, it felt like some mysterious force had seized Vylyss's body.
From deep within her mind, a pair of strange pink-glowing eyes appeared, seemingly gazing through everything.
"Kill him, and you shall be free."
"Hm?!" Suddenly, a voice echoed inside her mind, startling her.
"Kill who?"
"The young man before you," the voice rang out again, seductive yet filled with an indescribable hatred and anger.