Akane's face went pale as winter snow as the full implications crashed over her.
Her golden eyes darted between the prostrated forms of her tribe members, her mind racing with impossible calculations.
"N-no, how is this even possible—!?" Her gaze snapped back to Tianlong, whose naked form radiated power that made her ancient bloodline sing with recognition and terror.
Unbeknownst to her, it was his Bee-stinging aura which was poking the side of her beast form. Though it couldn't control her like the others yet, it was enough to make her feel something—and that something was processed by her brain as some kind of inexplicable feeling or presence.
"You dare—" she began, her nine tails lashing with fury as she prepared to reassert control over her subordinates.
Fox bloodline pressure erupted from her form like a spiritual hurricane—the ancient authority of the royal fox clans, a power that could command absolute obedience from any lesser fox spirit.
