Shiru looked at Damian as if she were seeing a ghost.
From the moment she met him, her innate ability, [Window of Fortune], had been buzzing in her senses like crazy.
Her ability had never failed her before.
In this cruel and unforgiving world, she had survived without a single wound or scratch because of it.
It hadn't even been an hour since she met Damian, yet her innate ability hadn't stopped buzzing.
She knew what it meant.
It meant that a great window of opportunity had arrived.
It wasn't just her supernatural intuition or instincts; everything within her was pointing at Damian, screaming that she couldn't miss this chance or she would regret it for the rest of her life.
That was the only reason she had been going out of her way to answer every single question Damian had asked.
She worked for the System and the System alone.
