Before she left, however, Tornado could hear.
"Tornado is sleeping, this is my chance!"
Tornado can't help but frown.
'Asitana…' He spoke under his breath and without him knowing, his presence became extremely thin that if he walked on a crowded area such as a mall, he was no different than a ghost.
He stood and with careful steps, he walked out from the tent.
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Taking a step forward, he took a peek and turned his head to the left and right. Searching for the floating toddler and as he found turned his head to the right, there she was.
She moved rather slowly, it seemed that she was making sure not to make any loud noises. Still, she was floating and not walking, why on earth would she think that she would make any loud noises? Did she think that she was a fly or a mosquito next to a human's ears?
Furthermore, with a worried expression, her sight was focused on Tornado who was lying on his motorcycle.
