"...Aran," Mahrisse muttered his name solemnly, her glistening eyes reflecting the man she loved for a very long time. But this time, he looks quite... different.
He has silver hair waving back and forth as the glacial air breezed through. His left eye shows mightiness with its Imperial Golden-yellow color while his right eye exuded an unblemished wall that strikingly generates a cold aura around him. His wolf fangs grew as it was natural for him. Mahrisse's very own description of Aran had left the time, re-evaluating everything from the start. Although he looked different, she could still feel that Aran's heart didn't change.
