In front of the grayish-white fog surrounding the area of the Samaritan Women's Spring.
Lumian and Jenna both lowered their heads, pressed their hands to their chests, and recited Mr. Fool's honorific name.
When they raised their heads, they had already arrived on the other side of the gray fog.
The two followed the slope downward, and soon heard faint, ethereal splashing sounds.
A few steps later, they saw the figure of a beautiful and holy woman in white robes.
The child of the Primordial Demoness—Krismona.
Jenna examined the target's pale, transparent face for a few seconds and stepped forward on her own, to see if her special nature would elicit any additional reaction.
Suddenly, a gleam of light appeared in Krismona's empty, blank eyes.
It was sharp, cold, and extraordinarily vicious!
