"What's that?"
Suddenly, Owen seemed to sense something and looked sharply toward the outer edge of the territory.
Among the mountains, a panicked figure was fleeing rapidly in this direction.
She wore a luxurious robe and a crown upon her head, exuding an aura of nobility and grandeur.
However, the once-majestic attire was now tattered, her chest stained with blood, her breath weak—she looked as though she might fall at any moment.
But the instant Owen saw the figure of the woman, a distant memory resurfaced in his mind—the powerful presence he had sensed deep underground not long ago.
Back then, he had already noticed how strong the aura was—tier-7, far beyond what any human in this region should have possessed.
And now, this top-tier human expert was being hunted down… by a man with wings on his back, half-human, half-demon.
