They Aren't

Ri's lay under Dyon in shock as her transformation slowly disappeared.

"Dyon? Dyon!" Ri pushed herself up, rolling Dyon off of her back.

She wanted to chase after the young man to get him back for what he did to Dyon, but a sudden coughing snapped her out of her thoughts.

Ri looked down to find a wincing Dyon. "You idiot! I should knock you out again!"

Dyon chuckled. He could clearly see that despite her words, her hands were trembling as she held onto him.

"Help me circulate some celestial will… He left some odd energy in me and its effecting my control."

Ri nodded, immediately grabbing onto Dyon's hand and trying to circulate her celestial will. Because of her affinity for purity given by her faith seed and god constitution, she had already reached the 3rd level, enough for Dyon to get a grip on himself and take over.

However, even has the energy was slowly purified, Dyon's frown became deeper and deeper. He felt his organs slicing apart.