The soul restoration ritual had ended, and Alianna and Lyle were the first to awaken. They walked out of the Array side by side, with Alianna casting a glancing look at Lyle, who responded to her gaze without any evasion.
The presence of Ghosts made the air in Naslan always damp and cold. Lyle was unsure if it was this dampness that made Alianna's skin appear even more delicate, her eyes exhibiting an ethereal pallor like portals to a fantastical world.
"What's wrong?"
Alianna raised her left hand to her cheek, a slight confusion blossoming on her usually indifferent face.
"Lyle, you seem to have become even more interesting. It's so strange, although I feel like I've come to understand you quite well, the deeper I delve, the more secrets I find, like peering into an abyss."
Lyle covered his face, still flushed from the aftermath of an enchanting assault.
"I... I'll just take that as a compliment."
Nia's tendrils crawled out from his collar, slithering up Lyle's face.