"Besides, the treasures I've invested are worth exactly what I've gained… and also…"
Nita gazed at the sky, Lein's silhouette naturally surfacing in her mind.
Fanny tilted her head, catching that familiar expression. "Your brother again? You're waiting for him, aren't you?" she teased mercilessly.
She'd heard Lein's name from Nita's lips far too many times. Deep down, she was curious too, what kind of man could rise to Guardian in such a short time?
"By the way, how's your Sacred Bow training going? Getting the hang of it?" Fanny asked curiously.
"Not bad. But I'll need a few more weeks to master it," Nita replied, raising her hand.
From the empty air before her, a bow slowly materialized.
The bow stretched over two meters long. Its frame was transparent, like flawless crystal, with white light ribbons fluttering gently at both ends as if alive.
