(ps: There will be three updates tomorrow.)
In front of the fleshly abyss, the Charcoal Prince Samien, wearing armor, appeared beside Olga with an eerie ability. Some black mist surged from within him, seemingly possessing some kind of power to create illusions. None of the half-dragon mages who remained conscious could detect his presence or hear his voice.
Samien's gaze was filled with deep emotions and anger. While hinting at Olga, his cracked hand, revealing pale flesh inside, was cautiously about to rest on Olga's shoulder. An ability undetectable even to a demigod was about to be unleashed as he intended to take Olga away.
"Samien!"
The long-separated name still brought the Charcoal Prince into a momentary daze.
In a trance, it was as if he had returned to that distant era when he, as an envoy, went to the Slavic states and first saw the most beautiful and pure Princess Olga at the grand and splendid "Flowers Festival".
