In the dazzling starry sky.
An owl with a tuft of white feathers on its head flapped its wings somewhat anxiously and flew to the foot of a date palm tree, only to transform into a girl in a black robe with a "poof" sound.
The girl took off her hood and the bright moonlight fell on her face, revealing a fair and pretty face.
She gently patted her slightly flat chest, which was only a layer of low hills, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on her fair forehead.
"Scared to death, scared to death!"
She had excellent eyesight and could discern, even though Losa had tried to restrain it, the terrifying magic-dragon-like aura still looming behind him.
The thick dark atmosphere confirmed that Sister Anna wasn't lying.
This is a high-ranking black wizard, at least at the "legendary" level. She couldn't understand why Sister Anna would involve such a dangerous person in the association.
Perhaps there was some special relationship between them?
