Iris's breathing was growing heavily erratic, her fingernails digging painfully into the back of his hand.
He could literally smell the strange heat radiating off her skin.
Wait... this scent...
However before his mind could fully process the realization, his mana senses snapped his attention away.
Crunch. Crunch.
Heavy footsteps on the sand. Almost ten to twelve hostile students had silently emerged from the jungle's edge, their weapons drawn as they completely surrounded the two of them on the isolated shore.
The second Lucian noticed the movement, he forcefully shoved all the unsettling thoughts about Iris to the back of his mind.
Grabbing her by the wrist he pulled her behind him.
"Stay behind me."
Iris didn't argue. She simply stood there in absolute fascination, biting her lower lip as a deeply twisted, euphoric grin stretched across her flushed face.
Lucian cast a quick, sideways glance up at the hovering camera familiar.
