Christina's gaze moved up.
Her blue eyes reflected the girl with silver wings hovering above them.
Her face didn't show much emotion, even though she vaguely felt the aura the girl was radiating.
Arianell silently jumped to the ground, landing just in front of Christina and Shyamal.
Her chest heaved uncomfortably, her mana and chi slowly replenishing themselves.
Confusion filled her mind as she looked at the odd pair.
Christina looked the same to her, but...
"What happened to her?" Arianell asked, looking at the silver-haired girl standing behind Christina.
A blank look on her face, her shoulder slumped while a burning red finger mark was etched on her face.
"She is fine," Christina replied, her gaze shifting towards the girl who had just landed.
Ashlyn also didn't avert her gaze from her, golden eyes staring at her blue ones.
"...Where is Azariah?" Arianell's voice brought them back to reality. "...Is he safe?"
