After a while, Lexianna was finally free from all the feral pain.
And the very first thing her brain registered was the audacity of the apex predator currently pinning her to the mattress.
Lexianna did not express tearful gratitude for the medical intervention. The moment her body was no longer hostage to the excruciating heat, her survival instincts executed a flawless, immediate retaliation.
She struck.
Her newly unlocked Fox magic surged, entirely obedient to her sudden, violent intent. She didn't need a physical weapon from the market. A condensed blade of pure, luminous silver magic materialized instantly in her right hand, its edge glowing with a lethal, concentrated density sharp enough to cut through the fabric of reality itself.
With a swift, ruthless motion, Lexianna drove her arm upward.
She pressed the glowing, lethal edge of the silver blade directly against the pale, flawless column of Koa's throat.
"Get off me," Lexianna ordered.
