A lot of questions ran through Selaphiel's mind when the strange woman arrived. But she said nothing—the newcomer had already begun to approach.
She spoke, not to the group at large, but directly to Zhou.
"Is this the Selaphiel you keep talking about?"
"…Yes, it's her,"
Zhou replied, her voice calmer than before—eerily calm, considering the outburst just moments prior.
"Hmmm?"
The stranger hummed, glancing at Zhou with a half-teasing, half-disapproving look.
"I thought you said you were over it. What would've happened if you killed someone?"
"…That's what I planned on doing,"
Zhou answered bluntly, her glare directed at the still-floating Selaphiel, who, sensing the immediate danger had passed, had already begun to descend slowly.
"I see you're still fog-headed,"
The woman rebuked, voice sharp with disappointment.
"Have you forgotten that Lyra is here?"
"Lyra?!"
