"Who?" Tyler asked blankly, tilting his head a little.
Priscilla froze, clearly not expecting that response. Her lips parted slightly, and then she gave a half-laugh, half-sigh. "We finally meet again, but you don't remember me?" She stepped closer, pulling her veil fully aside. "I'm your senior sister from the Frozen Heart Sect… we arrived in this world together. Don't tell me—you've lost your memories too?"
"I did," Tyler admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "It happened recently. They said it should come back in a few months."
Priscilla stared at him for a moment, then burst out laughing—a clear, beautiful laugh that echoed across the quiet island. "What a joke…! The last time we met, I was the one with no memory. And now you're the one who forgot. Hahaha!"
Even Tyler couldn't help smiling. That laugh—it felt oddly familiar, warm, and nostalgic.
"This girl is definitely going to become Mathilda's favorite," Mana whispered in Tyler's mind.
