Crackle.
The door closed, leaving Narata alone in the dusty old room. If it weren't for the lack of cameras, no one would have come here. Who would have thought that this would be Narata's happiest day ever?
True, nothing was decided yet, they had to meet with Tron first, but... she had hope and that was the most important thing. Moreover, Damien's words, the Citadel's protector, were more important to her than laws and social rules.
Narata clenched her fists tightly with a wide smile on her face.
"Yes!"
...
Bam. Bam. Bam.
Edir fought against a girl dressed in black with shoulder-length dark hair and the same eyes.
Oddly enough, unlike the other Guardians, she didn't use Nexus and fought against Edir with her bare hands like all the other prisoners.
With each blow, black lightning streamed through her arms, tearing Edir's blue, cold flames away before they could recover again.
Step. Step. Step.
