Ty and the Demon King walked through imposing double black doors, adorned with mysterious red marks, and entered a room where the boundaries of reality seemed blurred.
Inside, a girl was engrossed in her work.
She wore glasses and a distinctive white trench coat, accented by lime green lines that ran down its edges, giving her a look of scientific elegance. Her fingers danced over a floating keyboard, creating a symphony of clicks and clacks.
"Good to see you keeping yourself busy, Kirana," the Demon King remarked with a hint of admiration. "Your adaptability has always been astonishing since you arrived here so long ago."
Kirana, pushing her auburn hair out of her face, looked up with a warm smile for a brief moment.
Her expression was stern, and her eyes were like mirrors reflecting profound experiences.
"The shocking elements were minimal, given everything he aimed to accomplish with those gates," she said, her voice carrying a weight of knowledge and understanding.
