Faint shades of golden light surrounded her, making glow along with the stars carved above.
Elisa felt a familiar squeeze deep inside her chest.
She knew that person. That woman.
That woman... it was the same woman she had seen numerous times before in her dreams – her dreams that always left her into a deep confusion and a long time of trying to find the line between a series of projected images or a memory recovered from a reality of the past.
"Is something wrong?"
Elisa blinked and was pulled back to the present. She shook her head slowly, uttering in a soft voice, "No... Nothing."
Barlin stood at her side, only looking at Elisa before he nodded. "Then, let's head to the center. Let's hurry before the sun sets."
At that, Elisa began to return to her normal state as she frowned. Just what would happen before the sun set? For some reason, Elisa had a bad feeling about it.