If Ivy discovered their true identity at this moment, there was a high chance they would never be allowed to enter the base at all.
Sure enough, Ivy walked up to them.
Her footsteps were light, but every step felt like a hammer striking Moona's chest.
The air around Ivy felt cool and steady, sharply contrasting the chaos pounding inside Moona and Maxi's hearts.
They didn't know if it was their illusion, but the coolness spread even to them, and they felt much better.
Maxi even suspected that Ivy had an ice superpower.
"Both of you, follow me," Ivy spoke calmly. "We'll talk somewhere private."
Moona's fingers trembled.
'This is it…'
'We're exposed.'
Two hours earlier, Ivy had been in her bedroom, handling routine matters, when she suddenly felt a strange tug in her chest.
The sensation was sharp and unmistakable. In the next second, she stepped into her temporal storage.
Inside, the familiar vast space greeted her.
