From one of the half-collapsed buildings overlooking the yard, hidden within dense clouds of orange Ether mist, a woman with long red hair stood in silence.
Her outfit was minimal and refined, fabric clinging lightly to her slender yet busty frame without a single unnecessary ornament.
The air around her remained perfectly still despite the violent heat below. No Ether fluctuation revealed her presence or showing distortion in the air that betrayed her position.
She was certain of one thing.
There was no possibility that humans from a lower realm like this could sense her existence.
She did not know that among them stood someone who did not truly belong to that lower rank. She has no idea about Lilian right now.
For now, the red-haired woman remained unaware.
Her crimson eyes focused on the battlefield below.
The burning guardian clashed against the coordinated human formation. Sparks and flames erupted with every collision.
That creature…
