A hand extends from under the Grey Robe, firmly pressing down the woman's hand holding the dagger, shaking his head.
"Cersei."
The woman's movements came to a halt.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her, the stubbornness and madness in her eyes gradually receding like the tide.
Finally, she released the dagger aimed at her own heart, her arm dropped, and the harshness between her brows and eyes was swiftly replaced by a trace of feminine gentleness.
"Listening to you."
The woman replied softly, then turned around and began to carefully comb through her disheveled hair.
...
"Boom!"
Ronan threw a punch from afar, the accumulated power of "Ancient Whale Fall" pierced the Void, landing on a silhouette in his view in an instant.
The latter did not make a sound and vanished into smoke.
Ronan's eyes flickered slightly as he quickly fell back to Molli'er's side.
