"Looking for me?" A cold expressionless voice sounded behind the priestess.
Her body froze and she swiftly turned around, only to see Ivan standing in the air with red and blue wings poking out from his back. His eyes were glowing and he almost felt like a different person.
"No, he's not conscious; his body is moving instinctively, it's like that form!" The priestess exclaimed in a low voice upon realizing that Ivan was actually unconscious.
Her staff immediately appeared in her hand as she prepared to attack again, the multiple pupils in her eyes jumped around crazily.
She suddenly dashed forward, she left afterimages in the hall as she arrived in front of Ivan and swung her staff at his face.