Vel'dranor had already stepped past her. Several occupants screamed as Vel'dranor walked through the doorway.
The interior was suddenly silent.
His golden eyes swept across the hall lined with many doors, some of which remained closed, with pleasured moans echoing from them into the hall.
No doubt, a select few people had decided that pleasure was more important than their very lives.
They were determined to get their money's worth, even if it meant putting themselves in danger.
...
"We can't fight him. I hate to say it, but we are no match for a Grand Mage Royal Dragon," Ophelia said.
Veyra clenched her fists.
"I know."
Ophelia was the only Grand Mage among all six succubi, and almost all of her abilities were not even combat-related
"Can we escape through the rear?"
"Too late." Nadia finally spoke. Her silver eyes remained the calmest among them. "His presence is already covering the entire building."
Miranda swallowed.
"Then what do we do?"
Nadia slowly stood.
