Emery's heart skipped a beat as his eyes fell upon the young girl with silvery hair. There was something about her presence that stirred him deeply.
"Who is she?" he murmured to himself, swiftly checking the information provided for the instructors. His eyes widened in surprise as he read the name "Shura Ouroboros."
"Ouroboros...?" The name sent another jolt of surprise through him, compounded by the striking resemblance she bore to someone from his past. Her silvery hair, her looks—it all seemed too familiar.
Lost in his thoughts, Emery was startled as Dillion whispered words.
"Master, that's the girl who poisoned our acolytes yesterday,"
The revelation only served to deepen the mystery surrounding the girl. Emery's curiosity was piqued, and his determination to unravel her identity was growing stronger by the moment.
