Leo finally broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to catch his breath.
A thin, glistening string of saliva bridged the gap between their swollen lips for a fleeting second before snapping.
He looked deeply into her eyes, wanting to see if anything changed in them.
For a second, nothing changed, but then, the air changed.
The heavy, metallic smell of blood vanished, replaced by the sharp, stinging scent of thunder.
The hair on Leo's arms stood straight up, as invisible sparks of wild mana crackled over his skin.
He instinctively pulled away from Seraphine, as she stood up.
The terrified look on her face from moments ago was gone. She looked calm, and distant.
Right as Leo watched her, Seraphine's usual amber irises began to ignite, shifting and burning until they transformed into pools of blinding gold.
The raw lightning storming within her gaze was so intensely bright that it spilled outward from her sockets, casting sparks that made Leo's hair stand.
