The chief guard froze in his approach when his vision came upon a familiar silver-haired woman. He was too taken aback by her presence to utter a word, and he immediately assumed she must have been kidnapped like the rest of them. However, upon closer inspection, he saw she didn't look as wretched as them.
She was decently dressed in a stylish outfit, with her starch hair flowing like a waterfall behind her back, and without much effort, she pleasantly depicted the appearance of an assassin— a positively beautiful assassin. She folded her arms at them, gaze bored, and the chief guard couldn't help but exchange glances with his partner, as if asking if he wasn't hallucinating the woman in front of him.
"You know them?" Little sprouts inquired with an inquisitive tilt of its head, breaking the awkward silence surrounding everyone, and Valda shook her head firmly.