After slowly transmitting the Magic Power to the Magic Array on the Dragon Race Maiden, purple-black lines appeared on her little tongue. The slender energy lines gradually traced out the pattern of the Magic Array, covering the entire top of her tongue.
Shami found himself somewhat mesmerized.
Indeed, compared to the magic patterns of the other three Demon Envoy maidens, this magic pattern on the tongue looked more like a Magic Array and less like a mere pattern.
"Mmm, my tongue feels hot..."
"That's because the Magic Array has appeared."
Shami snapped out of it and began to concentrate on studying the Magic Array of the Dragon Race Maiden.
He slowly lifted his right hand, gently caressing the Dragon Race Maiden's tongue with his thumb and forefinger. The delicate saliva quickly coated his fingers.
