Rain was falling heavily—thunder and lightning accompanied each other.
Under these extreme weather conditions, a woman dressed in a sky-blue robe with a hood could be seen running, carrying what seemed to be a baby in her hands.
The woman in the rain appeared to be in her late twenties and was very beautiful. Even though most of her face was hidden by the hood, her plump and now pale lips were evident, and her jawline depicted grace and beauty.
After running for a while, she instinctively increased her pace, reaching 20 meters in a second. Immediately after she moved, the spot where she had just been exploded.
The woman paused as a man in a black robe jumped down from a tree in front of her.
"Young mistress, stop making this hard for us," he said, pausing as he looked for any sign of surrender from the woman before continuing.
"You're still young—both you and the young master. You can give birth to another child. This one is dangerous."
The woman sighed. She was already tired from escaping the Moon Clan's warriors until now. She smiled.
"I should have known that the Moon Clan family are cowards. How do you expect me to give my child over just because of some old woman's fear of a stupid prophecy? Aren't you a parent also, Carl?"
She was infuriated and disappointed by her in-laws, the Moon Clan leaders.
"I don't want to hurt you, young mistress," Carl stated gravely.
The woman noticed the chilly aura emanating from Carl, and she immediately began gathering her qi. Without hesitation, Carl lunged forward, channeling mana through his sword. The woman blocked the attack, forming a glowing green mana shield.
The force of their collision uprooted many trees and completely obliterated the surrounding grass. Meanwhile, the woman was pushed back by the impact. She wiped the blood from her pale lips and glanced at her baby, who was smiling at her.
She gently wiped the drop of water on his small and delicate nose, which drew a chuckle from the azure-eyed baby. She smiled, in love with the cuteness of her child.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Apart from the falling raindrops, the woman looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps. She sighed, noticing the seriousness evident in Carl's gaze—and in the eyes of the others who had just joined him.
Still holding her baby in one arm, she began drawing mana from the air around her. A clear green mist began to form, swirling gently around her.
With a devilish smile, she said, "You leave me no choice."
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Character Update
Name: Amira
Role: Wife to the next patriarch of the Moon Clan; mother of the protagonist
Affiliation: A medium-level sect in the Ozin Continent
Cultivation Level: Unknown
Age: 26 years old
Description:
She is 170 centimeters tall. She has pale skin that is smooth, like porcelain. Her hair is dark, and her eyes are equally deep and dark.
About:
She is mostly calm and composed, with an aura of supremacy.