When Matt appeared in the next level, level 11, he was surprised to hear a fighting scene that was close, which made him think of checking it out.
He moved closer to the battle scene until he got there.
When he looked, his eyes landed on the silver-haired girl; excitement rushed into his mind.
It has been a year since he last saw her face. Her silver hair cascaded down, her silver eyes colder than before yet radiant like the moon. She was budging in the right direction. She wore a silver dress, holding a sword too, battling against devils.
He saw everyone gaze at him, but what concerned him was Eira. Yes, the silver-haired young girl was Eira.
When her gaze landed on him, he felt coldness from it, which made him shake. There was no warmth in them.
Matt looked at her, trying to see if her emotion would change, but it was still cold, like they were strangers.
