Feeling the sense of satisfaction emanating from within her body, Sona's eyes almost instinctively narrowed into slits. Fortunately, Sona herself didn't possess the ability to speak or even vocalize, so there was no need to worry about crying out and attracting the attention of Akali nearby. But even so, Sona's sudden movement still drew Akali's gaze. However, it was just a passing glance. Under the cover of Sona's voluminous blue dress, the area where her body connected with Faen was completely hidden. Seeing that Sona was merely shifting her body to adjust her sitting posture, Akali diverted her attention back to their surroundings, watching for anyone moving or approaching.
After all, Oovi-Kat was the territory of the Vastaya. And the vast majority of Vastaya—especially the primordial Vastaya in the northeastern region of the Shon-Xan Highlands—harbored hostility toward humans. Arriving here, one had to stay alert.
Since Sona couldn't make a sound, Faen didn't bother hiding it. He reached his hand directly under her dress from the other side. Akali and Riven were riding on horses following to Faen's left and right, respectively. Right now, although Akali couldn't see because she was on the opposite side, Riven could clearly see Faen slipping his hand into Sona's dress. Feeling somewhat helpless, but overall finding it entirely expected, Riven didn't take it to heart.
Without having to worry about Sona making a sound, Faen simply pressed down on her soft, fragrant, plump ass. Following the rhythmic rise and fall of the horse's back, he began to slowly thrust in and out. Although his thrusts were shallow at first, as the horse's hooves clattered on, each thrust pushed deeper and deeper.
This made Sona uncontrollably want to cry out, but lacking the ability to speak, she could only roll her eyes back slightly and pant softly in rapid succession.
Normally, even if a person is mute, they can still vocalize. After all, while accurately articulating words requires training, the sound itself is just the friction and resonance of air. Even a mute person can usually produce meaningless sounds and screams. But Sona was different—the reason she couldn't speak wasn't due to a physiological defect, but rather the profound connection between her and her melody magic.
Her overly immense innate magic affected Sona's vocal abilities, and this influence originated from the very essence of her soul. Forcibly restoring Sona's voice through physical means would be tantamount to severing Sona's connection with her melody magic. Even if Sona were willing to abandon her innate magic to forcibly regain the ability to speak, the instant the melody magic was stripped from her soul, it would cause irreversible damage to the structure of her soul. As a result, she would completely lose her "voice" on the material, spiritual, and soul levels.
Then again, it might be possible to use Spirit Realm resonance to help her indirectly regain her voice.
While thinking this, Faen continued to enjoy himself. The group hadn't been traveling through Oovi-Kat for long when Faen seemed to sense something and turned his gaze toward a dense forest ahead.
Perched on a tree within the dense forest, hidden in the massive shadow cast by the verdant canopy, Xayah's eyes were full of cold indifference.
"Humans again." Watching Faen and his group riding on horseback, entering Oovi-Kat Island, and moving through the dense forest not far away, a female Vastaya sighed helplessly. She looked human but had the clawed feet of a bird, a massive cloak made of feathers draped over her back, and two large, feather-covered ears growing from her head. "You were right, Xayah. The Juloah envoys just signed a treaty with the mortals on the other side of the Shon-Xan Highlands less than half a month ago, and these wretches are already beginning to encroach upon primordial nature again... This time, they've actually come all the way to our Oovi-Kat Island!"
The Vastaya living in the northeastern part of Ionia didn't hate mortals without reason. Most of the time, whenever the Vastaya signed a new treaty with humans, it wouldn't take long before the mortals—driven by various profit motives—would unconsciously break the treaty and delve deep into the primordial forests that didn't belong to them. The treaties themselves were defined by the boundaries of natural magic, but currently, all natural magic was receding and withering.
The Kiilash tribe where Kalan lived was an example of this. It was just that their wild magic hadn't receded; in fact, it was exceptionally active, giving birth to a Primordial Kiilash like Kalan. Therefore, even though the dense forest Kalan's tribe inhabited was located in the Placidium region, which had a much larger human population, it remained exceptionally flourishing.
But over here in Oovi-Kat... The humans had their own arguments! Didn't we agree that areas without wild nature belong to us? Now that wild nature has receded, it's perfectly reasonable for the remaining land to belong to us, right?
But the vast majority of Vastaya didn't see it that way.
In the eyes of many Vastaya, the reality was that no matter what treaties were signed, no matter how strictly they were adhered to, and no matter how kind they were to humans, the ultimate result was that the treaties would be broken shortly after—every single time. If this continued, once humans discovered the secrets of the massive stone henges known as the Quinlons and used them to control Ionia's natural magic to protect their ever-expanding settlements, then it would truly be the end for them.
This kind of thinking, while perhaps not universal among all Vastaya, was at least highly prevalent among the Vastayan youth. And now...
"We have to teach them a lesson!" Xayah said coldly. "Otherwise, these wretches will think we are weak and easily bullied, leading them to launch further incursions into the primordial woodlands!"
Hearing Xayah's words, the few Vastaya beside her weren't surprised.
Even looking at the entire Vastayan Lhotlan tribe, Xayah was absolutely one of the most ruthless individuals when it came to invaders.
Because when she was very young, when Xayah was just a child, the Lhotlan tribe didn't live on Oovi-Kat Island, but in the primordial forests of the Placidium. Life back then was happy and beautiful, and the young Xayah and the Lhotlan tribe didn't harbor much hostility toward outsiders. But as natural magic withered, humans repeatedly encroached upon the land they lived on. Nature's Primal Essence withered, and along with it, the innate magical power of many Vastayan tribes also continued to decline.
By the time Xayah grew up, the Lhotlan tribe had lost their so-called homeland, becoming a wandering, nomadic tribe.
And in this process, Xayah became a free warrior. No longer bound by the tribe or its elders, she began moving freely around Oovi-Kat and the surrounding areas, intercepting and stopping any human incursions.
And now, even if the tribe elders reprimanded her afterward, she was absolutely going to teach these humans a lesson! Xayah thought to herself.