Adventuring?
Davis gazed at Tia while she turned around to look at Natalya and Clara.
This woman stood at a height of five feet eight inches, her blonde hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders, reflecting hues of honey from the light of the room. Through her side profile, he saw her gentle face that carried a mature aura, marked by kind, expressive purple eyes that seemed to hold wisdom beyond her years.
Her attire was striking—a flowing crimson-white robe that draped elegantly around her figure, the vibrant crimson contrasting beautifully against the soft white fabric. With her serene demeanor and poised presence, she exudes an air of quiet confidence.
"Natalya is not sleeping, but she is in a state where she is using her soul body, and through my karmic techniques, I allow her soul body to remain in a state where it has a supply of soul force as long as the connection lasts, and Natalya's reserves remain."
"Oh…?"