It was morning when he came down. He sat in the guild for a good three to four hours, when it is almost two, Angel finally came.
She was wearing a black mantle, covering herself tightly. She wore a veil over her face too, only revealing a pair of pale blue eyes.
She sat in front of Garen and tapped the table with her fingers, but there were no waiters to serve her, she could only sit around.
"You're not bad looking." Angel evaluated Garen. "Much better off than I am."
"Have you advanced?" Garen paid more attention as she looked at Angel, his eyes lighted up. "Looks like you don’t need my help anymore." He looked behind Angel, a group of three, Goth’s group slowly sat down, their gazed fixed upon Angel’s direction.
Angel waved her hands, much like saying her hellos.
"I guess I’m alright.", her hands were crossed and placed on the table.