While the pair continued their deep kiss, with Sigurd struggling to remain conscious, Medea's eyes narrowed with a deep glow, feeling his scent, taste and flavour filling her mouth, creating a strange atmosphere as she struggled to breathe.
Her magic flowed into his body, attempting to break down the dragon's intense aura and magic density. However, she noticed the mana that returned changed.
The mana of an elder and a witch of sin changed! Because of a mere Acolyte!
Medea tried to end the kiss but felt herself becoming addicted to the movements of his tongue and how he would suck on the tip of her tongue to draw out more mana, causing her to stifle a moan from her muffled lips.
She felt confusion and panic because the mana returned through his kiss was more refined, stronger and purer than hers enough to make her almost addicted to the sensation of her mana being slowly overwritten.