“Oh? I-It really is glowing.” Song Ha-Eun stared down at her chest, wide-eyed. “No way…”0

Even though the battle had ended and all mana had been retracted, the Stigma of Draco on the left side of her chest still shone.0

“Argh! Fuck, that hurts!” She grimaced, clutching her chest tightly as intense flames engulfed her whole. After a moment, the erupting fire flowed back into her.0

“Ah…” she murmured in disbelief, lightly clenching her fist. With that simple motion, three fire dragons materialized and twirled around her arm.  0

Fwoosh!0

“Woah.”0

The heat radiating from the dragon-shaped flames was even more intense than the flames that had ravaged the Hydra. There was only one explanation for such a sudden and dramatic increase in her Stigma's power.0

“O-Oh-Jin! I-I-I’m an eight-star now!” she shouted excitedly, dashing toward him. “Ahhhh!”0

Overwhelmed with joy, she threw her arms around him and rapidly planted eight kisses on his cheek.0

“Pfft, okay, okay. Calm down, Ha-Eun.”0

“Calm down?! How can I?! I’m an eight-star! An eight-star, bitch!”0

She was understandably ecstatic since...0