"Wait!" I called out to Fifi. She hastily turned to me, her brows furrowed.
"What?"
"The golden halo. What's that supposed to do?"
"For the normal human? Nothing. It's a mark for those who are qualified to be Nirvana's favorite. But for those who were refusing to return, it would repel the side effects of their souls getting devoured."
"All of these sounds absurd, but alright. I'll let my brain process these facts for now."
"So are you done with your interrogation?" the woman in red uttered.
Arrow clicked his tongue.
"You have interesting friends, Exo."
"Don't make me laugh. They aren't my friends. In fact, we're not even acquainted."
"Well, let me fix that," the woman stated. "I'm Merithel. My companion is called Mico. He says hi."
"Well, Merithel," I started. "I wanted to say it would have been a pleasure to meet you. But your initial greeting is quite alarming."
Merithel put a hand to her mouth. She chuckled.
