"Where am I?"
A croaky and weak voice resounded across the small room as both Amanda and the queen froze on the spot where they were standing.
Blinking her eyes a couple of times, Natasha's eyes slowly adjusted to the light, and when she did, a familiar figure appeared in her vision. She was an otherworldly beauty with long silver hair.
"Maylin?"
Natasha called out. There was notable confusion in her voice as she stared at the figure looking at her from above.
Although she looked like Maylin, she also looked a little bit more mature compared to the last time she had seen her, and therefore was uncertain about whether the woman staring at her from above was really Maylin, her friend.
Extending her hand out the narrow gap of the capsule, Natasha asked.
"Maylin, is that really you?"
Upon hearing Natasha's voice, Maylin smiled. Reaching out to grasp her hand, she nodded her head.
"…It's me."
