Eleanor wasn't sure if that was an illusion.
The moment of passing through the Light Gate seemed stretched out, chaotic senses interfering with her sanity.
That silhouette endlessly heightened, appearing grander than mountains, deeper than the sea... It cast a gaze of pity, 'death' was silent within that gaze and then voluntarily retreated from her body.
Accept the blessing... Accept the blessing...
Unknowingly, she had embraced that infinite light, Eleanor suddenly came to her senses, and those vertical pupils rarely showed signs of tension.
She focused her gaze, and before her was still the gentle-eyed gray-haired boy.
Eleanor slightly sighed with relief, instinctively recalling that moment, only to find the memory fading like a dream's quicksand, leaving only mottled, vague light shadows in her mind.
Roland indeed possesses strange, bizarre racial abilities... What is this guy's background...
"Captain... I'm feeling a bit dizzy..."
