"Well then, this is unexpected. We have not even been properly introduced."
"My name is Esme'Varoif, former Princess of the Varoif Kingdom of Theran… My universe is dead."
It is as Miss Pepondosovich surmised, there were hundreds and hundreds of them on the 91st floor, and yet Esme and Grea just had to face off against each other just moments after meeting.
"Grea, just Grea. My universe has long been gone, probably," any eloquence or grace in Grea's tone disappeared as she cracked her knuckles and started stretching her neck, "To think that I would actually have to face you this early — Pepondosovich's doing, without a doubt. When one is granted stupid luck, those that are near her are stripped of it, such is the nature of her powers."
