"Chronos..." She muttered under her breath, a shudder going down her spine when she finally understood the situation that she was in.
The white-haired man allowed the white hood to fall off his head, revealing his handsome face and his piercing golden eyes.
His hair draped down his shoulders, glistening like white silky threads that had been attacked by the most beautiful doll. Everything about him didn't seem real, from his mesmerizing eyes to the aura he let out unconsciously, it was as if he was a fragment of a dream that had formed in the real world for the sole purpose of making everything around it seem ugly in comparison.
The man, whom Gaia referred to as Chronos, narrowed his eyes at the woman before closing them and letting out a soft chuckle. Simultaneously, he let go of Gaia's wrist and made her let out a sigh of relief.
