When the battle finally ended, every attendant who had participated was utterly exhausted.
Audrey, in particular, could barely catch her breath.
She could scarcely remain standing, relying on her long sword for support.
Her face and hair were a complete mess.
Only her emerald-green eyes still stood out—the one part of her that had never lost its brilliance.
Unlike her appearance in the Material World, where she possessed fiery crimson hair, her hair in the Aether World was golden blond with faint crimson at its tips.
Her features were softer as well.
Less sharp.
Less severe than the face she would become known for in the distant future.
She possessed breathtaking beauty.
Even stained with blood and worn down by war, she naturally drew every gaze around her.
Audrey swayed unsteadily, driving her long sword deep into the ground to keep herself from collapsing.
Her thoughts drifted elsewhere, and she barely noticed her surroundings...
