"I am the Absolute of Water."
Ikasa widened his eyes at the ethereal lady's revelation. His shoulders tensed and he unconsciously took a step back.
Instead of lowering his guard, he had become more vigilant. He tightened his grip on the ax surreptitiously even though he knew that it would be of little use against the Absolute.
The Absolute of Water calmly noted the changes in Ikasa's body language. Her eyes flickered from his tightened grip on the handle of the ax to his tense shoulders. Then she looked at his face and saw cold perspiration form on his forehead.
"Do you not want this gift?"
The lady spoke in a gentle voice when Ikasa still did not accept the Box from her hands.
"Do you not want the answers I promised?"
Ikasa opened his mouth and gaped at the dazzling beauty before him.
'She is the mysterious feminine speaker!'
