The pale maid proceeded to stick her finger on a spot beneath both of the unconscious women's noses, in order to make sure they were still breathing. She let out a huge sigh of relief once she confirmed.
'Alright Farisia, your first step is to retrace your steps leading up till now....how long ago was that?'
Farisia Demilla could best be described with the term: a lucky misfortune.
For whatever reason, Farisia's life had been punctuated by points of great luck, mixed with an equally bad amount of misfortune associated with it.
She was born with the rare ability to use Anima, but was born in a poor family that could barely feed her.
She then got taken in by an elite academy on a scholarship program due to the aforementioned Anima abilities, got kicked out because she accidentally slighted the school's prince...by saying no to his advances.
