"Hello, Mr. William. It's a pleasure to meet you," Avendial said, extending his hand.
He shook hands with the head of the William family, completely disregarding Aria's presence.
'Haah… Haah… N-no,' Aria thought, her mind swirling in chaos.
Overwhelmed by her senses, she struggled to lift herself, feeling her legs grow increasingly numb.
Only moments ago, she had been cornered by despair, acutely aware that her father's life hung in the balance.
Fighting back tears, she barely managed to hold onto her composure when the man she had longed to see finally arrived—yet he wasn't alone.
It felt as if the very fabric of history was attempting to repeat itself.
Exhausted, she gazed at a man radiating such tremendous strength that his mere presence seemed to reverberate throughout the building.
Yet, in that moment, the destruction unfolding around her felt trivial compared to the shattering of her own world.
