Chapitre 581: Shedevil

~Half a day ago~

Heira stumbled out of a teleportation gate, her knees feeling weak. 

A mixture of emotions seemed to ram against her skull, causing her to keel over, the contents of her stomach emptying out before her. 

She heaved and coughed, her elegant demeanor twisting to nothing every time she remembered Anared wouldn't be coming back. 

After a long while, when her heaves reaped nothing but dry coughs, she stood, wiping her mouth with her forearm. 

If those who wrote tales of this goddess like woman were to see her now, it was hard to tell how they'd react. 

Heira took a look around the world she was on currently. But, after a moment, it became clear that it would be hard to call this place a world at all. Rather, it was an asteroid floating aimlessly in space. If it wasn't for the Force Arts protecting her from the cold and especially the fearsome Astral Wind Force, she would have died a hundred different ways by now.