On the screen in front of her, Arabel saw a familiar woman with long black hair, bottomless black eyes and an unchanging smile on her face.
At the sight of the familiar smile, Arabel wondered if she still didn't know who this poor girl Darkia loved to use so much was.
"Does it look like someone isn't happy to see me?" The first thing Darkia said was when she noticed Arabel's frowning face.
"I don't have time for jokes, Darkia, say what you want," Arabel replied, not wanting to waste time talking to someone she didn't like. She had a lot of things to think about and sort out.
"I assume you already know about the four anomalies that have appeared?" Darkia asked, surprising Arabel. She immediately moved on to the issue that was on everyone's mind right now.
"Yes, I saw them," Arabel nodded.
"Then listen carefully, Arabel Morgan," Darkia said. Although her voice was always emotionless, this time Arabel felt that she was speaking with all seriousness.
