Elena's tone was neither weak nor arrogant, her expression calm. Caelir noticed, however, that her hand at her side was nervously pinching the fabric of her dress, showing her inner tension.
Interesting, Caelir thought. She's stronger than I thought. Most females would hide behind their males in such situations, yet she chooses to face the challenge directly, and deftly handles political jabs while doing so. She has spirit.
From her other side, Ares added coldly. "I also guarantee the test results are real."
As the dark-haired, handsome male spoke, he gave off the intimidating aura of a 4S beastman, silencing the gathered officials.
Getting support from both males, Elena turned first to Caelir with a grateful smile, her eyes conveying a silent thank you for his attempted inte
