Unable To Let Go

*Clank!~*

Davis and Ancestor Dian Alstreim watched the empty air capture the sword. No, the vague form of a womanly silhouette appeared, its hand grasping the hilt of the Peak-Level King Grade Sword, which Davis threw with killing intent. However, the hand holding the sword trembled, and the blurry silhouette of the womanly figure faded away, revealing the face of a beauty that stunned both Davis and Ancestor Dian Alstreim.

Snow-white hair, and a pair of sapphire eyes that dimly illuminated like a pearl. Her figure was curvy, almost voluptuous.

"You're a Supreme Soul Stage Expert... How...?" The woman tremblingly muttered as she looked at Davis. However, when she noticed Ancestor Dian Alstreim's gaze, her body trembled as she blurted, "Dia-"

"Tirea!" Ancestor Dian Alstreim's expression changed as he bellowed and rushed towards her in an instant.