Under the scattering light of the torch and the oil lamp, the gray fog thinned considerably, and the newcomer stopped her steps dozens of meters away.
With an oil lamp in one hand and a slender sword in the other, her silver battle boots trod upon the cracked earth. Above, she wore a white fitted battle dress adorned with patterns of swords and roses, among other designs. Her dark red hair cascaded down to her waist, with her locks and clothing both embellished with delicate accessories.
The sight exuded nobility and magnificence.
Even in the Ghastly Realm, though her attire was somewhat tattered and dusty, she still made every effort to maintain her elegance and dignity.
That was the first thought that surfaced in Anna's mind upon seeing her.
Because, sometimes, Anna also made an effort to maintain some elegance and dignity… as long as it did not affect combat and training.
