The swarm of bats rushed through the corridors at an unnatural speed, weaving between pillars, and after several moments, their speed gradually slowed.
All the countless bats suddenly converged into a single point, twisting and distorting before Lucian's figure completely reformed.
"The bat form is cooler than the mist form."
He quietly muttered to himself while briefly staring at his hands, clenching and unclenching them.
But then—
His expression suddenly shifted, and a faint trace of crimson crept onto the tips of his ears.
His thoughts wandered as he remembered what he had done to Lia only a minute ago.
Despite stopping her, despite telling her to understand her own feelings first…
He had still kissed her before leaving.
His fingers unconsciously rose toward his lips, remembering the softness and warmth of her lips.
Even though the contact was very brief, almost a second, he clearly remembered the sensation.
"..."
