"Rensia?"
Raon's eyes widened as a young girl stepped out from behind the ruined fountain.
Her delicate features carried a firm gaze. Just moments ago, he had believed Rensia to be dead, yet here she was, walking toward him.
'An illusion? No… this is real.'
The sight of her felt dreamlike, his strength draining away. He thought he might collapse then and there.
"Rensia!"
"You survived! Kid!"
"Ah…"
Burren, Martha, and Runaan also lowered their weapons, gasping in relief at her return.
- "H-Huh?!"
Wrath's jaw dropped at the impossible sight.
- "H-How is that brat alive?!"
He recoiled as if he'd seen a ghost.
"Raon!"
Rensia stumbled into his arms. Her complexion was pale, her body weak. She wasn't healed fully.
"I'm so glad you came back safely! Really…"
Even now, she thought of others before herself.
"How did you…"
"Just luck."
Roen exhaled in relief as he appeared beside her.
