Aurora Sanctuary.
Above the dome, the swirling aurora like a gentle veil casts its cold and dreamy light across the silent hall.
The Fallen Angel hangs her head low, her dark wings spread out gently, wrapping her body. Her fingertips lightly brush the tips of her feathers, like a bird preening its own plumage.
Suddenly, her movements pause, and she lifts her eyes to look at the void ahead.
In the next moment, a door appears out of nowhere.
Cre-a-k.
"Hey! I'm back!"
The person she was waiting for pushed the door open, flashing her a signature cheerful smile and said, "What kind of reward do you want?"
"Hmm?"
Luhier was taken aback, the smile that had just formed on her lips froze.
What?
Herbert, having left Ophidia's place, returned to the Aurora Sanctuary. Seeing Miss Fallen Angel with her wings lowered in silence, he didn't hesitate and spoke frankly:
"Luhier, you really helped me a lot this time, I must reward you well!"
