Noah and June held back their attacks and studied the expert. The woman had really long grey hair and black eyes. A few wrinkles filled the space at the side of her eyes and cheeks, and a tired vibe enveloped her figure.
The expert was wearing a grey robe made from her energy, but charred patches filled it. Even the edges of its sleeves and trousers featured burnt spots. Those details were quite odd since she could simply fix them.
"We have enemies that have been around for eras," Noah stated in a cold voice.
"How did you even end up here in the first place?" June continued.
The woman's eyes sharpened in front of the evident mistrust. She inspected her two potential opponents, and something told her that she was weaker than them. A tinge of surprise appeared seeped into her expression at that realization, but she accepted her situation and adapted accordingly.
