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THE BLACK PRINCE
Purple Hyacinth | Chapter 83

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shiiit!" (Y/n) exclaimed after jumping and rolling on the ground, nearly being smacked by the dragon's tail, her skin is fucking burning and she winced.

"I think I just saw Jesus for a second there..." She muttered, terribly shaking like a duck stranded in a storm.

"And I'm not even Catholic/Religious."

[ The constellation 'Serpent of Eden' is torn between laughing or worrying about your situation ]

[ The constellation 'Black Prince' is doubtful of your identity ]

[ The constellation 'Black Prince' says that he isn't seeing much ]

[ The constellation 'Spirit of Chaos' was being held back by the constellation 'Tirek' and 'Celestia' ]

[ The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is telling the Lithurgian Nebula constellations that the constellation 'Black Prince' is not worth it ]

[ The constellation 'Princess of Self-Ruin' is frowning ]

[ The constellation 'Ruler of Lithurgia' is telling everyone to show some decency ]

[ The constellation 'Spirit of Chaos' claimed that the constellation 'Black Prince' doesn't deserve to receive even an ounce of respect ]

[ The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' is curious about the situation between the Lithurgian Nebula constellations and the constellation 'Black Prince' ]

Then she saw Kim Dokja being engulfed by flames.

She didn't know that he dreamt of becoming a roasted fucking squid.

She didn't even know why that thought came to mind.

But she was now panicking and her mind is clouded with dreadful thoughts.

"Ack!" (Y/n) has failed to occupy a foothold, stumbling on the ground with widened eyes, her sword slipping from her grasp.

[ The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' tells you to worry about yourself ]

"Kid, what the hell. Get your shit together." Dion grumbled inside her head.

She barely dodged the dragon's tail... again. She was clutching her arm that was aching terribly.

"Limit your movements. I will heal you."

"Limit my movements? Do you want me to die?!" (Y/n) gulped, being burned to death is not an ideal way to die.

"Meow."

A weak meow was heard. (Y/n) stiffened, looking around the area.

In the middle of chaos lays a certain fat dual-eye-colored cat, fur covered in blood and breathing quickly. 

[The 5th-grade fire dragon species, ‘Lesser Dragon Igneel’ is preparing the ‘Flames of Destruction’.]

(Y/n)'s eyes shook.

"(Y/n)! Don't!" Dion protested but the woman has already taken a hold of her sword, running in the direction of the feline.

(Y/n) has performed an omnidirectional 360-degree whirling spin, deflecting the attack poorly and dashing away with the cat in her arms, staggering. 

Before she was hit by another strike, Dion has forcefully left the core of her soul and swallowed the incoming flames that could've ended her existence.

She clutches her chest tightly, the sudden action has taken too much magic power, and leaving her body decreases her stats significantly.

"Give me a warning first!" She gasped for air, falling to her knees, hugging the feline closer.