'I've heard of her before, but I didn't really look into her much since I didn't think of her as much of a threat. However, while she might not be a threat to me…' Silas narrowed his eyes. And scanned her dress again. The immaculate white dress reached down to her ankles, yet it wasn't tight. It was closer to a Chinese white robe folded over her upper torso and held tight, wrapped by a black belt around her waist.
The upper part of the dress was filled with intricate patterns that trickled down to her ankles. Yet, they weren't runes. They emitted no mana, and the same could be said for the entire dress. It had no mana in it and, therefore, could not be used in any practical aspects during a battle.
No matter how you looked at it, it was a normal dress, yet Silas felt like there was something weird about it.
