HE pulled his body and saw his sister sleeping in the same position she was before. Beside her was his deity, Sistela.
Yman reached his hand to brush her hair. A second later, her head twitched and slowly moved upward.
"B-Brother?" He said in a startled voice. Seeing her reaction, only proved that he was right. "Yana, your spell was so strong!" He said in excitement with twinkling eyes. Yman knew that his sister had an abundance of mana. But he never thought that she was capable of casting such a spell.
"..."
Yana fell silent for a second from her brother's reaction. Then her face turned to a face that was guilty.
"B-B-Brother… a-are you angry?" She asked him in a quivering low voice.
"..."
