Gale's eyes widened at the figure. A slender figure, but everything about her seemed to be hidden behind that black cloak she had on. No… that black cloak—it wasn't simply a simple cloth, but somehow a part of her.
Somehow it looked much like a Soul Cloak that only Gemheart experts could materialise. It was probably not a soul cloak. If it were, Gale wouldn't be in this situation currently.
Even though her figure seemed to have materialised out of nothing, and to naked eyes they seemed to have a physical form, Gale could sense her body was shivering, not in the cold. It's like an error in reality. She was somehow there, yet not present at the same time.
"Who… what are you?" Gale asked after finding the weird stalker wasn't proceeding to attack.
On second thought, Gale wasn't so sure if this person was a woman, or even a human. He could barely feel her on his spiritual radar.
