Chapter 222: Desperate Resolve

Everyone stopped what they were doing, their mind emptied of whatever meaningful thought, everything was considered useless in the presence of the fruit's allure. 

"I..want it!" 

Arachne and Fenrir both were affected by the fruit's temptation. Maybe it was their bond to Noah, their personal growth, or maybe they were acclimated to such temptations because of Noah's blood skill which held a greater hold over their instincts than the fruit's allure. Yet, even with these advantages, they were not entirely immune. Arachne's legs twitched; her mandibles clicked uncontrollably. Her usual stern eyes were now glazed, fixated on the fruit dangling from the tree.