491 An Unruly Crowd

"Oh, you sweet berry, let big sister pinch you!" The 1st Empyrean Tusk in human form, Vhalla was a giant who surpassed two metres in height. Her ivory hair reached her ankles, appearing like a waterfall, smooth to the touch, enough for the air to glide across and cause ripples.

Her face sported mild wrinkles, especially around the eyes and forehead, showing that she was a middle-aged woman. Currently, this woman had embraced Inala with a bear hug and was tickling the latter nonstop, "Just a little, alright? Just a little."

"You…are already doing it!" Inala shouted, feeling his cheeks getting stretched as Vhalla pulled them, teasing him while enjoying his reactions, akin to an adult having fun with a newborn.

"My, oh my, how are you so cute?" Vhalla squealed as she ruffled his hair.