Next Day.
It was morning.
Inside the Greenveil Forest.
The place where the airship was ambushed. A shimmering portal appeared in the air.
Tearing through space, two figures emerged from it.
One was wearing a white robe, with magical structures embedded into it.
Her white hair was tied in a high bun. She was wearing round-rimmed glasses.
Silver eyes calmly observed the surroundings. They were composed and mature. Despite her unknown age… she looked far more beautiful than many women out there.
She was the Headmistress of Arcadia Academy, Isabel Dawnheart.
Beside her was another breathtaking existence.
Her long silver hair flowed down to her waist like a waterfall, catching the morning light. Her crystal-red eyes were cold. Smooth, fair skin.
She was wearing a flowing black gown, so beautiful it looked as if it were made for royalty. It covered her voluptuous figure perfectly– alluring.
She was none other than the Empress of the Valmoria Kingdom.
Celestia Aurelian.
