Time lost all meaning. The scene shifted.
Reality seemed to fold, and suddenly they were moving through a town. Yuna was a passenger on a journey into the depths of a man she thought she knew.
They traveled from the pleasure room to a bustling town, moving through shadows in a way that defied logic. The butterfly carrying Yuna remained perched on Tianlong's shoulder, giving her an intimate view of everything.
They captured a young tiger-kin boy, using him to infiltrate the Tiger Clan's branch territory. A catkin boy was captured—trapped just as she had been. Through him, they infiltrated some branch of the Tiger Clan.
'How is he doing this? This power... it's beyond anything I've seen at the Academy.'
Everything was overwhelming—the clan politics, the constant threat of violence, the sheer power Tianlong wielded. A tiger woman appeared. Sabrina.
She clearly knew Tianlong, embracing him with a familiarity that spoke of history. Another wife? How many did he have?
