'Damn! This is bad!'
Lucien thought and lifted his head to look at Sera, only to see her eyes looking at him straight.
Only this time, without a shred of confusion as before.
Moreover, he noticed that, unlike earlier, her glabella was now shimmering with a faint golden fiery glow, where a delicate mark shaped like fiery wings seemed to flicker beneath her skin.
'Is that the mark of her Phoenix Blood?'
Lucien was sure that what pushed him violently just now was her Phoenix bloodline. After all, he could feel that her aura was exactly the same as those fires she left on his body before.
'Damn! I forgot that she has something like that in her body.'
Because of his skill, 'Devour,' successfully managed to suck and set aside the Phoenix fire spreading through her body, he unconsciously took it too lightly.
But he forgot that Phoenix was a mythical creature after all. How could Sera be allowed to be a slave just like that?
