Stop Distracting Me!

Dyon's world went dizzy for an instant. He wasn't used to being the one teleported away as he was always the one controlling it. It seemed Clara had improved quite a bit in these two years. Although with a Middle Blossom stage soul, her teleportation radius was only a few hundred meters, that was more than enough to move directly from one side of the palace to another.

"What are you doing?" Dyon said weakly, stumbling forward only be caught by who he assumed was Clara.

There was no response, but Dyon could feel himself being lifted up into the air before being dropped down on something soft. The feeling felt familiar, so he immediately understood that this was the very same bed he had woken up on.

Flashing gold lights assaulted his blurred vision, fading away in the next instant.