Enigma appeared in Hortus with ragged breath and pale face. The flames of darkness around her dissipated and died off.
Varian gently pulled her into a supporting hug and patted her back. "Good job,"
Enigma's pale face showed a small smile and she slowly raised her arms to hug him back.
"Once again…" She whispered with flushed ears.
Varian chuckled at her cuteness. Gently caressing her hair, he said. "Good job, Enigma. I'm proud of you."
"Once again…"
"Good job, Enigma."
"Hehehe."
Her laughter was sweet, innocent and tender, reflecting her feelings. Alas, Prince Oleg would've never imagined the cold, merciless killer who duped his whole team would be a cute girl.
Varian kissed her forehead and aura flowed from the tip of his fingers into her back. A moment later, a gray mark appeared out of her and landed on Varian's palm.
"Good job."
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