"Oh my." A soft, crisp voice echoed.
My head tingled as the mana around me still warned me about the danger.
My hand trembled uncontrollably from the shock of deflecting the branch.
It felt numb, as though it wasn't even mine anymore.
I ignored the sensation, my gaze drawn instead to the girl walking toward us.
She moved with a grace that seemed almost unnatural.
She wore the white-golden academic uniform, with her long, elongated ears peeking through her vibrant red hair tied in a low ponytail.
She stood tall—almost my height—with her hands clasped neatly behind her. Golden eyes adorned with spirals stared into me.
I frowned slightly, looking at the gruesome scar that marred her otherwise flawless face.
In her presence, the elves around us bowed their heads.
Some did so out of respect, others out of pure fear.
Nymeria Leena Gerald.
The [Villainess] of the second game.
And…
