"Hmm?!"
Within the shattered void, Narros suddenly turned around.
He seemed to sense something in the air, his face showing an expression of disbelief and uncertainty.
"The Law?"
"It seems our King's battle is nearing its end."
A light of icy blue bloomed beside Narros, from which emerged a stately and graceful woman holding an Ice Staff.
Narros looked at the woman, his gaze peculiar. "Are you so sure it's him?"
The woman answered softly, with a devout demeanor, "Nothing happening to our King is surprising, it's only natural. After all...
His body carries the most noble icy bloodline in this world."
A hint of complexity appeared on Narros' face as he spoke slowly, "I almost forgot that you have profound ties with the people of that realm."
Narros withdrew his gaze, his expression slightly changed from before.
"Then we should also make haste..."
