Lilian felt great.
She followed Rhode and gazed at his familiar back in high spirits. She still remembered how baffled she was when she became one of the Creator Dragon Souls. She was at her wits' end. Even though Nalea was by her side, she was just a stranger. Lilian was completely stiff when walking on this dark passage and on the verge of bursting into tears. She couldn't remember how she passed the ceremony because her head was completely blank. She just did what others told her to. That ceremony left a relatively huge psychological trauma in her. In fact, even though she gained a lot of knowledge and learned about etiquette as a dragon soul heir, she was still a child with the title of the 'Light Dragon', which meant nothing to her. She wouldn't attend any other ceremony and owned no power in the Country of Light's affairs. She had also never seen anyone worshiping or respecting her. She didn't think that being the Light Dragon had any benefits at all.
