"But who could it be, sister." Wix brows furrowed in confusion.
"I don't remember any of the eight main families that showed any problem or even a hint of dissatisfaction towards the idea of evolving into Master's Race in the future." She mumbled, tapping her chin in thoughtfulness.
"Instead from what I heard from father, it appeared that the leaders of Octagram were in fact over the moon, at the presence of an actual progenitor in Elytheria." She uttered, her gaze flickering with interest. Yet she still waited for her twin sisters response patiently.
"Fufu ~ " Luna unexpectedly chuckled in response, her lips curled, her delicate hands moved, hiding her cherry lips, while her shoulders shook in amusement, compelling her huge bosoms to also jiggle, that certainly caught her two sisters off-guard.
"My dear little sister ~ " she mumbled, a mirthful glint hidden beneath her obsidian gaze.
