Mogiana suddenly lifted her head, first glaring fiercely at Laine, then resting her face against Laine's chest and sighed, "Yes, fortunately, I still have you. If not for you, I would have been transformed into a vampire and sacrificed to Nagash by now, wouldn't I? That would have been a disaster for this Kingdom."
Laine said nothing; he understood Mogiana's feelings. The Lake God Witch sat on Laine, both remaining silent, maintaining a tranquil atmosphere.
After about five minutes, Mogiana finally began to recover, and the gloom on her face gradually faded.
Yes, as she said, luckily she still had someone to rely on. For the always proud and cold Lake God Witch, this was a new experience, but she didn't mind it. On the contrary, having someone to consult, to confide in, felt good.
