Amidst the chaotic trembles of the island, Anna and Ivy were inside a rough sphere made of ice. Faint rumbles from Lyon could be heard as they ground the stood occasionally shook.
"What's going on outside," asked Anna as she turned, "Don't you think we should help them?"
"I don't think so," answered Ivy. "Even if the entire island is destroyed, we would be fine."
"You mean this sphere of ice could float?" Anna raised her brows as she turned.
"Not floating, but froze the surface of the sea," Ivy scoffed.
Anna smiled wryly as she hardly find the right topic to ease the awkwardness between them.
Ivy stood silent as she looked at her trying to keep her calm. For both of them, this first meeting could be the last time. "You said something before, what were you trying to say?"
Anna sighed as she looked down. (It eventually comes down to this) she thought.
