Roman looked around, taking in his surroundings. He was in a grassy plain, with no signs of the figure or the dark realm he had just escaped from.
He suddenly felt a presence behind him and called out, "Shizen!" turning to slash as he turned. But to his surprise, it took nothing but a finger to stop his katana.
He looked at the fingers that stopped it, and they looked delicate and feminine. He looked up, and his eyes widened in shock at what he saw. Black hair, violet eyes, and black horns - it was Freya.
He couldn't believe it. "Fre-Freya?" he took a step back, his mind racing with questions. "What are you doing here? How are you here?"
He was confused. Wasn't she supposed to be chained in some temple in the red realm? Did he take too much time to free her, that she got out herself? But how was that possible?
