What is the fate?
What is the strength?
Emily, who had been watching the fight unfold before her eyes, asked herself this question countless times.
Ethan, with his spear facing the enemy that had targeted her, and the assassin clashed with him using his daggers – two of them were in their own world.
And here she was, just standing there watching the fight.
She knew she needed to feel grateful for Ethan. She needed to thank him for saving her in such a situation.
But something inside her didn't do as she wished.
There was something missing.
And as she watched the fight, she started realizing what that emptiness meant. Where it came from, or why she was feeling it.
'I am feeling useless.'
Seeing the two figures continuously clashing, Emily thought. The reason why she was feeling this empty.
