Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, in the Rong Empire, a beautiful girl, lovely and bright as the moon, was performing a sword dance which seemed mesmerizing and beautiful like music at the same time.
If Damien had seen her now, he would be a bit surprised to see how her beauty and elegance had refined noticeably.
Her angel-like face and figure were even more impeccably flawless, with her skin emanating a pure radiance that made her look holy and sacred.
She was draped in simple white training robes, but still, it only heightened her poetic beauty.
Her countenance coupled together with her sword dance was enough to spellbind children, men, and women alike.
It was nighttime, and thus the moonlight that came in through the inner courtyard perfectly highlighted her dance, and one could see a pure white light radiating from her sword as she performed her dreamy movements.
