Xenia's face paled, and she was instantly filled with uncertainty. She was fine a moment ago, so why could she not activate her fairy soul? She could not even stand as her body felt like it had turned into jello.
Rogart smiled when he saw the expression on Xenia's face. "Saint Oracle Xenia, give up your futile struggling." His voice was relaxed, and there was mockery in his eyes.
Xenia instantly understood it. She glared at him and said, "You—"
Rogart interrupted her and said, "Yes, you have been stabbed by a Fairy Feather Needle; your fairy soul is currently suppressed. You will not be able to activate it for quite some time, so you should give up your struggles."
All the Saint Oracles were shocked and outraged. They knew about the Fairy Feather Needle's effects. Once stabbed, they would lose all power to resist. It never crossed their minds that someone from the Godly Region would resort to something so underhanded.
"Rogart! Shame on you! How can an envoy from the Godly Region resort to something like this?" Yennie shouted. Suddenly, her face paled, and she began to tremble. 'Oh no! It seems like I've been stabbed too.'
The other Saint Oracles' expressions also changed when they started to tremble.
"It's the Fairy Feather Needle… I've been hit too…"
"Me too…"
"We were too careless."
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