Yuna was standing beside the window.
The light from outside fell upon her, making her hair and skin look as though they were draped in a thin veil of radiance.
She seemed to have already known Noan would come.
When the spatial rift opened, Yuna did not turn around right away, only holding her teacup and gently taking a sip.
"The awakening was successful, then?"
Her voice was very calm.
So calm it was as if everything had been within her predictions.
Noan led Noralia out of the spatial rift.
When Noralia saw Yuna, she grew slightly tense.
After all, Yuna gave others a very particular kind of pressure.
She did not need to deliberately display strength, nor did she need a cold voice to make others fearful.
Just by standing there, Yuna already seemed like a woman who had lived through many things, who saw through many things, who could even glimpse the secrets others tried so hard to hide.
Yuna turned around.
Her gaze fell upon Noralia.
