"Hmm!!?"
In the Mirror Space, Teresa, with her head lowered and shoulders hunched, let out a small, faint whimper like a buzzing of a mosquito.
The mixed-blood girl was in chaos.
Who am I? Where am I?
This place... What on earth is this place?
She felt as if she hadn't fully woken up.
She was clearly by the lake in the Elda Territory, humming a song and washing up, so how did she suddenly end up in another space?
This bewildering ambush was comparable to "taking the wife out of the city, eating hotpot and singing a song, and suddenly being robbed by bandits."
No warning at all, not the slightest reservation.
Just like that, she appeared, drenched (physically wet), in a completely unfamiliar and eerie space.
And all around her were mirror surfaces, reflecting her current bewildered look from every angle, with no blind spots.
Confused, helpless, weak...
