Once she set foot on the cold marble floor, Ilya looked around to see if anyone had seen her. She didn't want to deal with unnecessary trouble when she's in a hurry.
Upon seeing that there's no one, Ilya ran in the direction where she thought the three men had gone. She could still hear their drunken conversation and their hasty, unstable steps.
As she turned around the corner, she was able to catch their shadow.
Ilya didn't mind anymore how stiff her limbs had become. With the body she had now, a little whiff of freezing wind could incapacitate her. However, that's the least of Ilya's worries.
What she desperately wanted was to find the three drunk men.
She was certain that the words the man spouted were different from the first time she recursed. She had no chance to encounter the drunk men in the previous lifetime since she went out of her room right away.
