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