When Atlas raised his head, his eyes fell upon a woman who could be described as nothing short of stunning.
She was one of the most beautiful people he had seen in both lives, and he couldn't tell if it was because of her appearance or the feeling of her qi.
It was a warm flame that encapsulated the mind and calmed the body. It made Atlas visualize himself camping in the snowy woods, surrounded by silence and natural beauty while embracing the warmth of the campfire.
He closed his eyes to embrace it for only a moment before something sharp stabbed at his head.
[Perfect Adaptability has activated.]
His eyes shot open. His gaze focused on that woman again.
The same aura surrounded her. She still had the same beauty.
Her hair was a bright red color and flowed down past her shoulders like the erupting lava of a volcano.
