"What's the matter that you're in such a hurry, Romina?"
Upon spotting the middle-aged woman, Salvador quickly stepped forward and put that question forth.
It turned out that the middle-aged woman was his wife, Romina Huntington.
"Heidi—"
Romina had just opened her mouth when she screeched to a stop mid-utterance. Her brows scrunched together imperceptibly, and she swept her gaze around.
At that, Salvador's expression changed, his apprehension as clear as day.
"What's wrong with Heidi, Romina?" he queried.
However, Romina waved a hand to shut him up before closing her eyes slightly as though trying to discern something.
When Salvador saw that, he broke out in a cold sweat.
He furtively made some hand seals with his right hand. Rays of light resembling those of fireflies rained down the entire hall, seemingly concealing a particular aura.