Goodbye, Human Kingdom.
Several hours had passed, and now Mikhail was standing in front of the throne where Merissa was seated. Beside Mikahil was Praia, wearing an irritated expression. She spoke, "Why are you on the throne? The moans you were making almost made my ears bleed, so why are you making all this fuss?"
Mikahil ignored the first part of Praia's sentence and asked, "Wait, you heard? Weren't you a few floors below?"
"I don't know, Mikahil, it just happened. I wanted to know what that bitch was doing with you, and suddenly my senses became very strong. I could even vaguely see the silhouette of your and her mana," Praia looked at Merissa, who was in complete silence, wearing an apathetic expression. However, it was clear that her right hand was crushing the armrest of the throne.
Praia continued, "And let me tell you, you may look beautiful on the outside, but your mana silhouette is quite unstable, trembling incessantly."