Cynthia was distracted, very much so. Everything crumbled to pieces in seconds. After all the endless searching and tireless suffering, everything came down because of one person... because of one unusual variable.
'Toshirou.'
The blonde collapsed on her bed, unable to stand on her feet for a moment longer. She was mentally exhausted, tired beyond imagination, and physiologically screwed. Despite the powers she had, it was the first time anyone had made her feel so weak, so helpless, and there was nothing she could do about it.
'It's all because of him, that boy.'
The peaceful and easy life she waited so desperately for, the life she searched so hard for, all of it was about to go up in smoke. There was no way she would allow it, not everything she had been through.
'My name is Ci'el. Ci'el El Andrei.'
