Their Lycan Queen by Foxtail

Mordred hesitated, a slight air of guilt hanging around her.

She knew, almost better than the man himself, how much Leonel cared about Aina. She felt like she should tell Leonel about Aina's current condition. But, at the same time, she knew that Leonel was about to do something foolish again. If he was distracted by other thoughts, his life would definitely be in more danger.

Unfortunately, due to the fact Mordred hesitated, Leonel had already disconnected before she could make a final decision, leaving her at a loss.

"Empress!"

Meralda's call woke Mordred from her stupor.

At that moment, Noah and Arthur were already about to clash with the frontline of White City's army.

Mordred's lost expression became steely, a baleful aura swirling around her. Vast amounts of Dark Elemental Force surged, her black dress fluttering in the wind.

Her slender fingers wrapped around a wand as her figure rose into the air.

She walked toward the clouds as though the shadows were her stairway to heaven. If Leonel had been here, he would have recognized this ability as being near identical to Little Blackstar's own! Maybe it shouldn't be a surprise that the Demon Empress had become Shadow Sovereign…

Whether or not she was a true Shadow Sovereign or not remained to be seen. But, what was most definitely true was that she had tapped into the same magic system as the little mink.

Still, if the outside world knew that Earth had potentially produced two Shadow Sovereigns in the same generation… Who knew how they'd react?

"Those that can fly, with me."

touch of a woman.

skies under the behest of their

fatigue was clear in their demeanors, the strength their Empress displayed gave them a second wind. They were prepared to follow her

on the ground, squeezing her long legs together tightly. Her expression seemed

licked her lips, watching Mordred's bottom sway

is truly too enticing. These damned

then and there.

seemed that her only choice would be to wipe this army and their City Lord out

Heralds of Darkness,

voice caused the blood of the male demons to surge, her hypnotic suggestion being several times more powerful now than they

the skies, their savage

then, the armies

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sure

deep and oddly intellectual

Leonel's head snapped up as though he had just woken from a nap. But, his reaction

voice had projected out before, the current

fact, his body didn't have a scratch on it. But, other than

surprising to someone like Crakos who had grown up around demons all his life, the bags beneath his eyes were so heavy that they almost formed new

the worse demons in poor hygiene was one matter, but the young

seemed like he had sapped up all his remaining energy projecting that confident air to Mordred. After that, he

yes, yes." Leonel nodded almost too slowly. "Everything

Crakos' brow furrowed.