The wind howled within the island.
An eerie silence lingered, accompanied by the occasional shaking of the island.
Woosh!
At the epicenter of the island, just below the shattering sky, the wind rushed abnormally.
A golden light illuminated the place as if making way for someone to descend.
Another wind howled, turning into a young man wearing a white robe.
His white hair fluttered around, his expression sharp, his eyes closed, 'gazing' up at the sky.
El mentally analyzed the time it would take for "him" to descend.
And he quickly concluded:
...Enough.
...Enough for him to talk with her.
"Are you going to hide as always?" His deep, calm voice echoed in the place.
He slowly turned around, lowering his head, and whispered softly, "I can sense your presence, Lady Sophia."
A striking blonde woman with long, braided hair slowly appeared in front of him.
