"Eeek…"
For a moment, Serah's existence flashed before her eyes and she was certain that her life was over.
If Neron was to do anything at that moment… she was not going to survive.
Then—
"Serah! Neron!" A loud voice pulled the both of them from the intense moment that drowned them.
It was a familiar, elderly tone that they both recognized.
"A-Aldred…?" Serah nearly burst out crying as she saw the older man rush into the room.
He had beads of sweat on his face, with his lean body equipping nothing but his pajamas and a sword.
It seemed whatever happened had also taken him by surprise.
"Are you two okay? Is that…?" Aldred looked at the ground and saw shards of Blood Stones, as well as the decapitated corpse of an enemy.
"… I see."
He removed his gaze from the gory sight and returned his attention to Neron and Serah.
