Lucien didn't say it aloud, though. He wasn't stupid.
But his look did manage to irk Sera, who took great pride in her figure, valor, her Phoenix bloodline, and everything else about herself.
She was a typical spoiled brat, narcissistic, full of useless pride, and unable to take a single slight. Although she was older than Lilith, Lucien could see her immaturity loud and clear.
"Of course it's my concern. How dare you disrespect my Phoenix Nest?"
Sera was so furious at that look of Lucien that only she could give others that her hands suddenly burst into coiling flames.
Lucien saw the flames, an elegant mixture of crimson and gold, begin to dance around her arms, showing a mesmerizing, almost divine beauty.
"Woah!"
Lucien was stunned by her sudden outburst.
"Calm down, lady! It is not that serious."
He could feel that the flames on her hands were definitely not ordinary, as they carried a scorching energy so powerful that it made the air shimmer around her.
