The Spirit Commander of the Frozen Sky Force, Uncle Yom, appeared noble and gallant with splendid fur hunted from a silver fox over his shoulder. His facial features seemed to be sharp and handsome, while his white eyes were staring at Princess Iesha.
"So if no one's here, who were you talking to? You said 'wait' if I'm not wrong."
He narrowed his eyes, his spirit aura appearing intimidating.
On the other hand, Iesha had her head lowered as she bit her lips.
"I... I was practicing my skills before I messed up and fell. I didn't want Uncle Yom to see me like this..."
"Oh, I heard that you were trying to leave, but now you're practicing your skills? You must be a... unique woman..."
Uncle Yom rubbed his chin, looking amused as he once again looked around before he nodded and turned around.
Iesha had already stood up by this point. She thought he was going to leave, but he instead closed the door and turned to look at her.
