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Elena Reverend.

She was a woman with short-cut, platinum blond hair, wearing an outfit that came straight out from a nunnery.

One would wonder, then, how it would be possible to tell what her hair color was. If she was wearing a nun's outfit, her hair would certainly be covered.

But the thing was that while this was true, her eyebrows shared the same color, the platinum blond quality shining bright rather than fading into obscurity thanks to her milky brown skin.

A wooden necklace hung from her neck, and she walked around with its pendant in both hands, her steps light and her lips constantly parting to emit a delicate melody.

She had an intoxicating sort of tone to her voice, one that made even the trees sway in pleasure.

But then she stopped.