The taxi dropped in front of the hotel, and the three won got down and entered the hotel.
Entering the elevator, the dark-haired woman, who was quiet, opened a test written with a room number.
Reaching the door, the green-haired woman, Clara, knocked on the door openly; the other woman, Mia, looked at her like she was stupid.
"Do you want to alert the rouge inside, are you dumb? our mission is to capture her and bring her back for trial." Mia wanted to strangle Clara when she saw the nonchalant look on her face.
She wondered why she was together with this succubi, was she here to seduce the capture or what?
She looked at the mysterious black-haired woman whose clan was covered in mystery.
The black-haired pale woman brought out a black card and swiped it on the door column. Different numbers flashed continuously before it stopped, and the door lock clicked open.
Both Mira and Carla's heads snapped to the card, their minds were on how to get one of those hacking cards. The cards were not new to them, but it was impossible to get from their mothers, who were the family heads of their clan.
The cards were universal keys which could open any door; they didn't know which genius built it or how it ca about; they only knew that the cardholders could only be the heads of the clan.
They looked at their age group holding one of those, and they were filled with envy; they almost bore a hole into the card.
The black-haired woman was thinking about how to finish her mission faster and go back before the sun ca out.
She ignored their gaze and pushed open the door. They crept around and searched with their gaze filled with vigilance, but they were t with an empty room.
They saw the suitcase and knew their target would still co back. Clara sat comfortably on the sofa crossing her legs and humd to herself as she waited.
Mia stood near the window and looked at the sight before her, but she was on high alert of her surroundings.
The black-haired woman leaned on the wall beside the bathroom door and checked her bracelet for ti every few minutes.
Cyra got out of the hover car and entered the hotel. The elevator opened, and she walked straight to her room; her hands paused when she was about to unlock her door.
She opened the door normally, but everywhere was dark; Cyra was about to switch on the light, and she felt a shift in the air. Her hands blocked the attack from the side and kicked the other figure and there was a loud crash.
*Click
Light filled the room and three won were stunned when they saw Cyra. Cyra ignored them, pulled off her jacket, and opened her box on the table.
Carla wanted to attack but a glance from Cyra stopped her in place. The black-haired woman didn't attack; she stood there in a trance; she looked at Cyra and felt her heart beat faster and her body screaming for her to bow to Cyra.
Mia stood up and pressed her rib bone back into place, her side was numb from Cyra's kick. She watched Cyra's calm actions, as soon as Cyra poured the liquid into the glass cup.
The black-haired woman felt her fangs co out involuntarily; all of them could feel the strange energy coming from the wine and knew it was a true state of crystal.
They looked at Cyra feeling she was mysterious and dangerous. They watched her vigilantly as she drank the drink down.
"Mm, why did you break into my room?...don't bother...leave." Cyra's lazy dismissing tone made Mia and Clara frown, from her disrespect and nonchalant. They have been born heirs of their clan and have been treated with respect since when they were born.
And now their pride had been disrespected by Cyra's words. They couldn't take it and attacked Cyra together in their true form.
Clara rged with her wolf beast. And changed into a white wolf with electric blue eyes gleaming viciously at Cyra.
Clara's green hair glowed in a dreamy seductive glow, black spade-tipped tail ca out between her butt cheeks with her black snake beast wrapped around her wrist.
Cyra looked at their changed form of interest, she didn't know she could see the succubi and werewolf in this current ti.
She felt the tempting whispers in her mind from the succubi and frowned, not liking anybody in her mind; she took the wavelength and directly brought it into her soul thread.
Clara felt her mind pulled into a dark, creepy space; suddenly, she saw flashes of horrors and blood.
Her body on the outside trembled; she scread, holding her head and vomited water fluid from her mouth from fear, with her eyes etched with terror.
Mia stopped in her attack, seeing Clara screaming and curling up on the ground.
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