Chapter 462 – What was the theme? War.
Inara watched overhead with her remaining right eye. The black eyepatch still hid Oeil, her monster.
As she stood there, arms crossed over her chest, her long green hair whipping behind her like a sea of clustered leaves, her high boots, tight pants, and green sleeveless top hugging her form…
…Inara was quite the sight to behold.
There was something both holy and grotesque about her. Her current Master-rank aura alone was enough to reel even the hardest of hearts.
The Heiress of the Mother of Monsters pursed her lips. Finally, she was strong enough to perceive the barrier surrounding the Graveyard of Monsters.
The barriers loomed high above, rectangular in shape, woven from the flesh of monsters and the remnants of their souls.
One could hear the wails of the monsters, their anguished souls screaming from being treated in such a way.
