But at this moment, what filled Luhier's heart was not any of this, but rather... anger.
"Don't, fear?"
Luhier suddenly broke free from Herbert's embrace and consciously flew several meters back.
She hovered in mid-air, staring at Herbert and slowly began to speak: "You tell me not to fear? What... do you know?"
Her voice contained an unsettling, chilling anger that made the temperature of the entire Mirror Space drop significantly.
!!!
"Hiss!"
Lukalia, who was watching from the sidelines, flinched, silently floated her Ancient Mirror a bit farther away.
Not good, not good!
This guy seems really angry. Better keep a distance!
Lukalia thought silently, even harboring some unrealistic expectations — could she possibly tear this place apart?
But at the same time, as the person facing this burning rage, Herbert showed no sign of fear.
He floated quietly in place, bowing his head to feel the lingering warmth and coolness on his chest, and secretly chuckled.
