Chapter 646 Demetra Shadowborne
When hearing the request, the girls asked Kassandra to show them to the Shadow Shark girl. Kassandra's gaze swept across the bustling crowd, her eyes scanning until they alighted upon the elusive figure.
''She's wearing the black and white dress with the Mitiril armor,'' Kassandra answered as she pointed at a girl across the arena.
Archer looked at a youthful girl sitting among the spectators. She had snow-white skin much like his own, highlighted by a waterfall of dark blue hair framing her face.
He noticed her eyes were devoid of human warmth and bore the fierce intensity of a predator fixed on the unfolding spectacle in the arena. Despite her delicate features, an unmistakable aura of a hunter emanated from her.
Archer couldn't help but notice her muscular build and well-defined figure. He sensed the rad power radiating from her. As his gaze lingered on the girl, she turned to him, her lips curving into a playful smile.
She blew him a kiss, a gesture that caught him off guard, sending a shiver down his spine. Then, the girl vanished into thin air. The sudden disappearance shook Archer, leaving him momentarily stunned.
He didn't know where she went and what sort of magic she used, but he could see the remains of the mana she had used. Before he could fully understand what had happened, the girl reappeared out of nowhere, standing right in front of him.
Her sudden reappearance startled Archer and the surrounding girls, who gasped in surprise. With lightning speed, the girl grabbed his hand, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through him. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Without a word, she pulled him close, her eyes sparkling mischievously, before vanishing again, this time with Archer in tow. The girls watched in astonishment as the two figures disappeared into the ether, leaving only a faint whisper of their presence behind.
Once they had disappeared, all eyes turned to Kassandra, who shrugged. "Shadow Sharks are peculiar creatures. If they take a liking to someone, they'll go to great lengths to earn their approval. But if they harbor hate towards someone, they'd rather devour them."
Teuila nodded in understanding and spoke. ''He'll be back before Sera's fight.''
The girl in question was still downing the wine she had taken from the restaurant and started to feel slightly tipsy, which no one saw. Sera snickered and knew she would win her fight even if drunk.
Meanwhile, Archer and the Shadow Shark girl reappeared on a random shoreline. He looked around and spoke in a curious tone. ''You traveled by shadows?''
The girl turned around and nodded before introducing herself in an exotic accent that was new to him. ''My name is Demetra Shadowborne. The fifteenth princess of the Shadowborne Empire.''
Archer's gaze intensified as he observed the girl, taking in every detail with newfound curiosity. Her dark blue hair framed a face dominated by bright yellow shark-like eyes, intensifying his attention.
It was a sight unlike anything he had ever seen, and he felt privileged to witness it alongside the enigmatic Shadow Shark princess. Archer knew what he'd find would be interesting as they swam deeper into the ocean's heart.
He relaxed as Demetra surged forward, her massive body cutting through the water. The ocean stretched endlessly around them, its depths shrouded in darkness as they journeyed deeper into the abyss.
Archer marveled at the wonders of the underwater world, his senses alive with excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, a monstrous shadow loomed ahead, a massive whale-like creature gliding gracefully through the depths.
Demetra's predatory instincts kicked in, and she surged forward, her eyes fixed on her prey. With lightning speed, she closed the distance between them, her powerful jaws snapping shut around the creature's massive body.
The water churned with the force of their struggle as she wrestled with the beast, her sheer strength and ferocity on full display. Demetra tore the creature in two with a mighty roar, its flesh rending beneath her razor-sharp teeth.
Blood stained the water as she feasted upon her kill, her hunger driving her onward with relentless intensity. Archer watched in awe as she devoured her prey, his heart pounding with exhilaration.
Despite the violent spectacle before him, he couldn't help but admire her raw power and primal instinct. As Demetra finished her meal, she turned to Archer with a playful glint in her eye, her expression softened with amusement.
She laughed and said sorry in a teasing tone. "I apologize for that, white dragon. I couldn't help it. I was really hungry."
Archer couldn't help but laugh along with her, the moment's tension dissipating into the water around them. He affectionately reached out to pat Demetra's massive form, a sense of friendship blossoming between them.
"It's alright," he replied, his voice tinged with amusement. "I understand. We all get hungry sometimes."
With a contented sigh, Demetra resumed their journey through the depths, her laughter echoing through the water like a melody. As the two traveled, they approached an ancient city nestled on the seabed.
The city emanated a powerful aura, its structures pulsating with raw mana. Archer felt an energy coursing through him as they drew nearer to the city. He couldn't help but be captivated by the intense purity of the mana surrounding them.
It was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Suddenly, Demetra slowed, turning to Archer with a gleam of excitement in her bright yellow eyes. "Do you feel that? It's so pure, just like you."
Archer's eyes widened in awe as he took in the sight before him. He nodded in agreement, his voice filled with wonder. "Yes, I feel it. It's incredible."
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