However, just as Rainn had said, Irene did not break out of the cocoon.
The hard, thick blood-red shell was still intact, without even the smallest crack.
She was still sleeping inside.
In the darkness, she silently absorbed strength, waiting for the day she would break free and be reborn.
Aiden quietly watched, feeling a little relieved.
"Irene, wake up soon..."
"I don't have much time left."
Aiden said silently in his heart.
Inside the hall, the light slowly faded.
Only the blood-red cocoon remained in the dark-gold temple, glowing and dimming with the faint heartbeat.
...
It passed through the hard cocoon shell that gave off a dark-red glow.
Deep inside the thick, half-transparent cocoon fluid,
a small and perfect female figure could be seen faintly, curled up like a baby.
Her long silver-white hair, pure as snow, floated gently in the blood-red liquid like seaweed.
