After two men are gone, Dierre Virevo looks over shoulder. "You aren't leaving?"
"I won't die from your gaze," Choi Minho replies with a flat voice. "Hurry up."
She clicks her tongue, annoyed. Usually, people are afraid of her. Does she truly not have any effect on an immortal? She can find out later. First, she's curious to find out if she can dispel grudges from souls. Dierre Virevo takes off her black sunglasses. Her bewitching purple eyes stare at the woman lying still on the bed. She narrows her eyes on the woman, frowning. Is something happening? She can't sense anything, okay?
In the next instant, she realizes that she can see more. The room around her becomes abnormally quiet. The woman's figure disappears, replaced by a shimmering human shape filled with white rays of a diamond-shaped object in the position where a human heart should be.
