The cyclone gradually died down. The objects scattered throughout the underground hall finally stopped trembling.
Even so, the Awakeners under CBAA did not dare to lower their guard. They stood there, stunned and disoriented, still unable to fully believe what they had just witnessed.
A child, an S-rank Hunter, had spiraled so far out of control that dozens of Guides working together could not stabilize her. And yet, with nothing more than an embrace and a surge of violet levo from an unidentified woman, the chaos had been quelled in moments.
Who was she?
That question echoed in every single mind present.
Only Sylvan, who knew exactly who she was, did not look surprised. If anything, there was a trace of doubt knitting his brows together as he watched her, still refusing to loosen her hold on the child.
