Elena's body shivered at Remus' words. She turned her head to see Remus approaching, and felt as if she was facing a great enemy, her breath becoming rapid.
She had lost her demeanor as the sacred land's master, now looking more like a drenched chicken battered by a storm.
Cautiously, she asked, "What do you want?"
She was afraid that Remus would take action. If he did, she wouldn't dare to fight back.
He was already designated by the Saint Master as someone who made an immortal appear. If she targeted him again, she feared death would not be enough to atone for her actions.
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