Outside the window, the thunderstorm raged again, and the fierce rain lashed against the glass panes, making a heart-pounding roar.
The rain poured down as if to drown the entire villa of Saint Kray Temple.
Water droplets trickled down the glass, gathering on the window mullions before splattering onto the courtyard soil, spreading into a dark stain.
In the midst of thunder and lightning, everyone in the room was oblivious to one thing—
The footsteps outside the door just moments ago.
"My God..."
Isatia and Artemis stood at the door, dumbfounded, looking at Hyperion and Talia on the bed inside.
"Ah, Artemis, what's happening here?"
Isatia turned her head, ready to ask Artemis.
But she saw that Artemis was also terrified.
"I don't know either."
Artemis, the usually dignified and composed Snow Witch, now trembled in her speech.
Right now, Artemis didn't dare tell Isatia that the scorpion-tailed Female Demon was her daughter Hyperion; she feared Isatia couldn't handle it.
