The beautiful sky that had replaced the night disappeared.
The sea of clouds returned, and the dark Marrac Mountain resumed its dark nocturnal appearance.
...
Selef walked with Isirid by his side.
Isirid had noticed that the demonic energy in Selef was weak, so she did not let her guard down and kept her demonic wand in her hands.
The two walked through the forest that Hann had created, but which had been perfected by The Pride.
"Stop!" Senjar exclaimed in a firm voice.
The Herald had disappeared along with the fog that appeared when the violin sounded.
"Executive Senjar. What's going on?" Isirid asked with a dignified, almost cold expression and a respectful tone of voice. That was how she usually treated everyone, with the exception of her grandfather and Selef.
"It's dangerous to continue alone. Follow me, I will accompany you to the foot of the mountain," Senjar said.
Isirid looked at Selef, and Selef replied to Senjar in a calm tone:
