Zhao Tian glanced at Lirien, "You go and tell them that the fight has ended already and I am chatting with her."
Lirien's golden eyes lingered on Yuliya for a moment.
The massive loong hesitated, as every instinct screamed against leaving her lord alone with the woman who had just tried to kill him.
But obedience won.
"As you say, my lord."
With a slow, graceful sweep, Lirien turned, vanishing toward the Elven planet.
Zhao Tian turned back to Yuliya "Let's change the place for our conversation."
Yuliya nodded once and raised her left hand.
A faint spatial ripple appeared beside her, and from the storage ring a black ark appeared.
The side hatch irised open silently.
"Let's go in."
They stepped inside together.
The main hall was spacious, almost luxurious, with low lighting from crimson-and-gold panels.
Weapons hung tastefully on display racks of katanas and curved daggers.
Yuliya gestured toward the couch with an open palm.
