"Stop!"
"How dare you try to harm the Saint!?"
Hurriedly, many Young Masters and Young Mistresses surrounded Isabella and the others, causing Davis to simply become dumbfounded.
He was being protected from his own women? What kind of spectacle was this?
"What a savage bunch you women are!"
"As expected of women from a lower realm. They don't even know how to beh- hiii~"
Isabella glared at that woman who said that they were from the lower plane, causing her to freeze as she stood in attention. Those piercing golden eyes had her feel like she was locked, making her unable to move.
The others also felt a huge tsunami of pressure stemming from her, crashing down on them with overwhelming intensity. Her dragon aura was so dense that it scared the shit out of immortal beasts, while feys were not that different. Only humans, mostly from the Crimson Sangreal Alliance, withstood her pressure but even then, their Immortal Stage youths looked as though they were going to go limp.
