The next day…
One of the many rooms in the house rented by Noah and the girls was filled with the soft glow of dusk falling on everything inside the room.
Wrapped in the warm embrace of a slick blanket, a young woman lay on the bed with her eyes closed while the locks of her brown hair spread all over the bed.
From the peaceful look on her face, one could tell that she was deep in sleep. Beside the woman, on a wooden chair, sat another woman covered in skin-tight robes of purple color.
Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her hands were wrapped in white bandages, and her lower face was covered in a black mask that extended from the neck of the innerwear.
Her gaze stayed fixed on the young woman sleeping on the bed peacefully, filled with concern and care.
*Creak*
Slowly, the gate of the room opened, causing the woman's attention to turn towards it. Out of habit, her body tensed, entering battle mode.
