"That person who just passed us... I feel like I've met him before. His aura is no stranger to me." Miss Death continued with her face turned in Vicente's direction, feeling something familiar about him as he calmly walked towards his destination.
She couldn't see him because she was blind. But with her magical powers, she could not only feel the familiar sensation coming from this young man, but she could also smell him and feel Vicente's facial contours to the point where she could form an image in her mind that resembled his real appearance.
She didn't understand where this strange and pleasant sensation came from but couldn't help but be interested.
"That brat?" One of her companions watched Vicente and didn't feel anything special.
