'He's different. I can't sense his magic power nor see through his skills... A strange Elder. Why did I feel like I hate him but feel comfortable at the same time?'
The girl's fingers gently caressed his cheek softly for a moment before moving up to his forehead, touching it lightly while feeling its warmth against her palm.
When she saw Naomi, the famous freelancer, at the restaurant earlier, Mireya thought she would be able to gauge his strength and see how strong he was. But now... she couldn't even see anything about him other than the fact that he wasn't an ordinary man like she had first expected when she met him.
The tanned girl shook her head as she removed her hand away from him before leaning forward slightly.
'He didn't use spells or any supernatural technique. He just overwhelmed that ninja girl with pure human technique and physical strength alone!'
