"And please, lower your tone while addressing me…
…child."
And then, the peace that encapsulated the silver hall disappeared. There weren't any changes, not even the air. But Riley could feel something building around them, almost as if it was causing the entire hall to tremble; but then again, everything remained still.
The walls were still as clear; the floors, immaculate. Alice still lied still even with Little Riley on top of her— everything was the same. But Riley knew… something was different.
And soon, he found out what.
A being that he thought was once as still a mountain; unmovable, unstoppable. A being that no matter what Riley did, she did not even utter as much as a petrified or intimidated whisper. But now…
…he could hear Aerith's breaths almost flowing through his ears. She seemed...
"Are you nervous, Aerith?"
And of course, Riley could not believe what he was seeing— he had to ask.
