"You..."
Frowning, Alyia watched with Hye as the werewolves worked alongside the Orian group workers around them. Her eyes narrowed, and, gritting her teeth, a click of her tongue echoed.
"I thought you said they weren’t beautiful...!"
"No, I said I wasn’t sure."
"That’s the same thing! You..."
"The construction method of this world is quite strange, you know? Without support through soil drilling or... Oh..."
Hearing that voice, Alyia pulled her finger from Hye’s chest and turned, only to see long black hair swaying in the wind as the dark shine of blue eyes drew her gaze to a single point: the stunning face of the woman in front of her. Her eyes scanned up and down quickly over Arche’s body before finally settling on Hye.
"I... Sorry, am I interrupting something?"
"No, it’s fine.
