Winnie Romero sighed softly, her delicate and touching appearance invoking pity.
Although, even now, she still didn't know why the "Nine Layers Emperor Realm Fire Mystic Fragment" had turned into a liquid and merged into her body, resonating with the power from her "Fire Spirit Body."
But in her view, none of that mattered anymore.
"Brother Barnes..."
Before she knew it, an image of a young man in purple appeared in Winnie's mind, a youth who always wore purple garments, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, outstandingly handsome.
"Even if that 'prophecy' isn't real... in my lifetime, I, Winnie Romero, will never regret knowing you," she muttered to herself, her cheeks blushing a shade of crimson as if she could bleed, her shy look enough to captivate anyone.
Unfortunately, Wyatt Barnes was unable to see Winnie's coy demeanor.
