In a dark dungeon.
A few people in cloaks were marching in one direction. They had a knife in one hand and a candle in another.
The hood of the black cloak covered the faces of those people, who, though varying in height, had the same aura.
Gloomy. Emotionless. Filled with longing.
Yu Holea in her soul form was baffled. However, her heart ached when she saw the cloaked people.
Who were they? And how can they affect her even without showing their face to her?
Strange...so strange...
After the incident from 3 years ago, Yu Holea learned to take her dream seriously. She followed the figures and soon reached a room.
There was a huge circular platform in the room with strange symbols illuminated by the sunlight peering through the small hole in the ceiling. Instead of walls, there were pillars. It gave off ancient vibes, but Yu Holea kept on feeling as if she knew the place.