Success at the Quasi-Emperor Realm

Concern clouded Xetsa Yeza's eyes. 

Individuals in seclusion were typically averse to interruptions. 

Disturbing them prematurely could result in them losing control. 

Braydon Neal was at a crucial juncture in his seclusion, striving to break through to the emperor realm. 

The timing of the disturbance couldn't have been worse.

Qwara Qhobela ventured into the palace, curious to catch a glimpse of the young man her sister admired. 

She ascended to the top floor without delay.

Shortly after her entrance, she emerged disheveled, her hair in disarray, and her pristine white dress torn, revealing a patch of unblemished skin on her shoulder. 

Blood trickled from the corner of her lips as she escaped, clearly in distress.

"Qwara?" Rayha Qhobela exclaimed, a mix of shock and fury evident in her expression.

"Did that boy harm you?" 

The green-clad man's eyes widened with concern.