Even though the boutique was well lit, it still seemed dark and eerie. Dwayne cannot see any further across the isle of clothes.
"Matchmaker System, where is the god of misfortune?" He thought. He knew that by asking, he will be risking being heard by the vicious being covering the whole floor with gloomy atmosphere so he resorted to asking questions by his thoughts instead.
[I can't pinpoint his exact location in this room. All corners are heavily influenced by his aura that it was difficult to tell where is the source.]
[This also made it difficult for me to pinpoint the target.]
"Okay."
Dwayne nodded his head and started to check the isle one by one. But he did not see anyone.
When he reach the last isle of clothes display, he exclaimed.
Sarah was crouching in the ground. Her hair was long and it cascades on her shoulders, covering her back.
