While he did expect the timeline to be fucked to some extent, he definitely didn't expect this.
"Celina... you're Celina, right?" Neraxis muttered, looking at the figure in front of him.
She was invisible. However, her presence was practically etched into his mind. There was no way she could hide from him.
Yet it was clear that she was slightly different from the Celina he knew. The mana she was giving off was different than usual.
Chaotic, filled with malice. It was clear she had come here not to greet him, but to kill him.
And soon, she came out of her invisibility, revealing haggard black hair that was cut short, and a thin scar across her nose.
"I'm surprised you showed up. You were gone for quite some time, Neraxis," Celina said, twirling her daggers menacingly.
"Before we start, I just want you to know I'm not the Neraxis you're looking for," he said, raising his arms.
