Her cat-like iris then sharpens. "You still haven't answered my question."
"Well, I spent many years observing him. Then, every time he did something, I drew parallels with my own situation."
"After that, I started admiring him, and from there, my feeling began to grow."
"Being told he should be my fiancé just made me imagine having a romantic relationship with him. I'm just too late," she says, her eyes starting to glisten with tears.
Hearing this, Irys bites her lower lip. She doesn't say anything, nor does she try to separate Liam from her.
Her concern moves to Liam, feeling the need to quickly become stronger and become a neophyte as their enemy keeps becoming stronger.
Not long after, some soldiers come in, bowing respectfully to Elly.
Liam opens his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling.
The last thing he remembers is being teleported off by the Eyes; after that, his memory becomes fuzzy.
