Sarina was known as the Iridescent Versatile, a title that went far beyond the shifting, luminous hues of her eyes in battle.
It spoke to her unmatched adaptability—like iridescent light, she revealed a different facet of herself depending on the angle from which one observed her.
She was a master of versatility, her vast array of skills and powers honed to perfection through relentless hard work.
Olivia recalled Sarina's reaction to seeing this title appear on her status board, a small smile forming on her lips as she moved through the fifth Sector of the Archives.
Her gaze flicked to the labels on the records around her, but before she could ask John what exactly he had brought her here for, something caught her attention.
A Door.
At the far end of the hallway in Sector 5, there was a door, leading to yet another sector.
"…What? Another sector?"
She was dumbfounded. Rightfully so.
