The Untamed Concubin

"I'll bite you to pieces! Let me go!" Her voice was gritted with fury. If she weren't worried about soiling her teeth, she would have bared them—sharp, white incisors ready to sink into his throat! She had been terrified, yes, but something strange happened when he spoke. Two simple sentences and all fear vanished like smoke in the wind. There was a power in his voice that felt...different. It wasn't something she would expect from a monster.,The eagle knelt on one knee, his eyes wide as saucers, staring with a ghostly expression, and diligently trying to process his master's words.,Headband, wearing strong attire, with a belt around the waist embroidered with ancient patterns and long cloth boots on his feet. Most strangely of all, there was also a sword at his waist!。