Something’s wrong…
Vyriana had decided.
It didn't matter what Nux thought. His opinion didn't matter.
He was now hers.
He would now belong to her.
The situation between the two was now reversed.
The Dragon's eyes shined in greed and possessiveness as she stared at the man standing in front of her, facing their enemies.
Yes, 'their' enemies.
Despite the two of them being her Masters, the woman had already decided who she would be standing with if something did happen.
This was not a matter that was up for discussion, her hastily beating heart was all the proof she needed to know that she had indeed made the right decision.
Saphira, who noticed the change in Vyriana's expression narrowed her eyes.
"Vyr-"
However, before she could say anything,
"You wish to battle me when I suppress my cultivation at Divine Stage when you are only a Semi Saint?
Pffft!
You wish to give a handicap…
To me?"