Fleeing the Chaotic Scene

Right outside the pavilion was Jesse racking his brain about the current problems facing his clan, contemplating the idea of whether he should go and ask his ancestor to help or not.

An average-looking girl with black long hair that extended to her waist matched with brown big eyes and a small pointy nose could be seen making her way to the door of the hall.

Her clothes weren't in a good shape, tattered and obviously dirty, adding that fact to the freezing weather and winter season, any mortal would be shivering in coldness if they were exposed to this wind and rain like the young girl.

Contrary to everyone's expectations though, the girl couldn't feel anywhere warmer than her current safe, her body was like bathing in the warm light of sunshine under the breezing sun of autumn.

Taking a closer look at her skin, except for the somewhat dirt that isn't in her control, a layer of white mist could be seen brushing all the rain away.