The girl and two men took Ning to a location with a little more light. The room they had arrived in seemed to have a small hole in the ceiling through which light could pass.
Ning was looking around at the dome-like room when suddenly the woman did something so ridiculous that Ning thought he wasn't seeing right.
The girl reached to her back and unhooked her wings to lay them down beside her.
"Wh-what?" Ning was confused. "How did you do that?"
"What? This?" she looked at the wings. "It's not mine to begin with. It belongs to one of the blessed ones that fell in battle."
"Blessed ones?" Ning asked. 'Players?'
When he thought about it a little more, he remembered that NPCs shouldn't have wings to begin with. 'Right, I was so caught up in being caught that I didn't catch the fact that they had wings.'
"We use our fallen soldiers' wings to scare the demons. Otherwise, they look down on us quite a lot," the girl said.
