A hint of excited crimson appeared in her eyes.
"RRRIP!"
Something suddenly burst through the back of her dress.
A pair of bat wings, marked with blood-red veins and edged with a fringe of tiny bone spurs, unfurled from her shoulder blades.
With a gentle flutter of her wings, her small body floated lightly into the air. She stared at Lynch without blinking, her gaze filled with curiosity, warmth, and attachment.
"Ma... Master?"
Perhaps from long disuse, her voice was dry and halting. As she spoke, she revealed a pair of small, cute, yet sharp fangs.
At the same time, Lynch could clearly feel a stable Soul Contract forming between them—a bond nearly identical to those he shared with his Undead from the Netherworld, like Bone Jade and Bone Valor.
Lynch: "!!!"
He was completely stunned, his mind instantly flooded by a nonstop stream of "What the fuck?!"
'What the hell kind of plot twist is this?!'
