A soft yet haunting voice caused a fire to ignite in the Founder's body. It was as if a lightning bolt had struck him, leaving him rooted in place.
It was such a beautiful voice that it was scary and struck his soul every time it sounded.
When the black-haired woman said this, she turned around and looked at it. She glanced at the scroll in his hands, smiled, and started walking towards him.
As she walked, a strange aura spread out into the surroundings, somehow making the dark room light.
