Swoosh—!
"Ha… Ha… Ha…"
I gasped for breath, my body trembling as I emerged from the abandoned mine. My vision was still hazy, the world around me blurred as the effects of Ghoststep began to fade.
"Any more techniques or magic… and I'd be dead."
The words slipped out in a hoarse whisper as I steadied myself, planting one knee into the frost-covered dirt. My body ached all over, drained from mana exhaustion and physical strain.
I looked up at the northern sky.
Clouds cloaked the moon, casting a somber gray glow over the land. It was cold, but that wasn't what made me shiver.
I had started this mission around 2 a.m. Judging by the sky—and how the chill had deepened—it must be close to 4 now.
My disguise had faded. The illusion spell had hit its time limit.
Eren no longer existed.
And just like that, Julies Evans returned.
