Chapter 113 -113-Princess Aysa
"What’s that?"
Suddenly, Owen seemed to sense something and looked sharply toward the outer edge of the territory.
Among the mountains, a panicked figure was fleeing rapidly in this direction.
She wore a luxurious robe and a crown upon her head, exuding an aura of nobility and grandeur.
However, the once-majestic attire was now tattered, her chest stained with blood, her breath weak—she looked as though she might fall at any moment.
But the instant Owen saw the figure of the woman, a distant memory resurfaced in his mind—the powerful presence he had sensed deep underground not long ago.
Back then, he had already noticed how strong the aura was—tier-7, far beyond what any human in this region should have possessed.
And now, this top-tier human expert was being hunted down... by a man with wings on his back, half-human, half-demon.
So it was true—humanity’s current decline was irreversible not just because of external enemies, but because of traitors within—humans who had betrayed their kind and joined the spellbeasts, turning their blades against their own.
Even when top human experts existed, many of them had kneeled for too long, unable to stand up straight, and their betrayal had dealt devastating blows to humanity.
At this moment, Queen Aysa, still fleeing, wore a face filled with despair and grief.