"Where do you think you are going?" Nathaniel appeared right in front of Azura, blocking her teleportation, and making her concentration break.
Azura's pupils dilated as she started falling back on the ground from around 10,000 ft height a few kilometers away from the hunter's bloodline kingdom, caught off guard by the sudden intrusion.
Her brows squinted as she placed her hand in front of her instinctively.
Never in a hundred years has anyone dared and able to break teleportation as strong as the queen of the dark world witches. Then who could be daring and powerful enough to -
"Who the hell is inviting their death by-" Azura paused when she saw who it was.
Nathaniel, the first son of King Eros, aka, her stepson.
"Nath," Azura glared at the man, not because she hated him or anything, but because she could've gotten seriously hurt if not for her powers that immediately got a hold of her.
