A crocodile that looked fierce and capable of gobbling up an adult man appeared with a little girl sitting fearlessly on its head. This sight was infrequent, and Aria doubted the werewolf clan would dare to confront this crocodile.
This beast's hide looked solid and ferocious, and she was sure that no attack would be able to cleave this thick skin of steel.
Aria would not have raised her guard if only a small child had appeared. But this child appeared together with this monster-looking crocodile. Not to mention, the little girl knew Aria had wings!
"What do you mean?"
"Someone kidnapped you and brought you here to absorb your power. You're unconscious, and you can't call us. Hence, we were forced to emerge to protect you."
"We? You… you are a no-face squad?"
Nana smiled happily while nodding her head enthusiastically. "En-en. So you don't have to be wary of me."
"Why can't I get my wings out?"