Even though this entire floor was made of light, Thalia didn't face any elemental suppression from it. It was just the physical pressure and mental stress.
Thalia looked around, her flowing black hair waved as she continued to walk forward in the endless void of light.
"...Master was right, it is indeed beneficial to me. This is a good training routine," she muttered, as sweat dripped down her pale chin.
She took out her sword for support and continued. But suddenly, a thought popped into her head unconsciously.
"If…Amelia was here. How would she act in front of the current master?" She couldn't help but be curious. That absolute madwoman was still, to this day, crazy about Rahu.
She most probably still had his clothes, sniffing them around all day like a deranged pervert. She shuddered just thinking about that…but never did the thought of Rahu getting dominated cross her mind. Her mind simply refused to believe, even imagining him getting dominated.
