Chapter 232
"Acheeew, acheeew, acheeew!" The sharp sound of sneezing echoed through the air.
The members of the Pincer Gang, still stunned from moments earlier, all glanced down to see Ava twitching as her eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Damn it, why is there so much dust in the air? It's making my now sensitive nose tingle like fire." She muttered, rubbing her nose and rising slowly, though still sitting on the dusty floor.
"Leader Ava!" The men surrounding her all shouted in unison, but she barely acknowledged them.
Her gaze flickered briefly toward them, she offered a small, confident smile, then turned her attention back to the distance where Max stood alone.
The demon lay sprawled across the ground, struggling to push himself up after being blasted away.
'Max Ashwell. I still don't know who he really is, except for the fact that he's a dragon—and somehow, he turned me into one too.'
She paused for a moment, her eyes twinkling.
