"No…No…. This can't be happening! Fluffy! Fluffy! Wake up!"
Despite the sorrowful cries of the Witch, her sister lay on the ground unmoving. With every second that passed, the world lost its warmth. As if it rejected the notion of everything Whisper of Hope stood for.
[You have leveled up! You are now Level 28! Would you like to choose your 2nd job?]
But that wasn't the only thing that happened. Few would even notice the change in temperature. All eyes would most certainly look at Elian. His entire body rippled. Large blades and spikes taller than him abruptly came out of his limbs.
Fluffy… She was just laughing with us earlier… she can't be really dead, right? This has to be a joke. She is injured; I need to help. I-I need to do something. Anything…
His armor and weapons were destroyed as the Living Metal underneath grew berserk. Elian's mind grew chaotic as thousands of questions swirled in a toxic whirlpool of chaos and negativity.
But then, his silent guardian intervened.
