The closer she got, the clearer the female voice became. Gradually, an image formed in Nomi's mind.
A woman of infinite gentleness, compassionate, like a Holy Mother.
"I'm sorry!"
Nomi's heart became more and more excited, she almost lost her mind, pushed aside the people around her and rushed to the other side:
"Hello—"
As soon as she spoke, Nomi didn't know how to continue.
It seemed that the woman in the center of the crowd noticed her movement and turned her gaze.
Her scarlet long hair fluttered in the wind, like a red lotus quietly blooming, drawing the most beautiful arc in the air. Her fiery golden eyes were like molten metal, incredibly hot, yet seemingly filled with magnetic force. Once you met her gaze, you couldn't look away from her fiery golden pupils.
Nomi held her breath. The woman before her was so stunningly beautiful that it went beyond her imagination.
