Silence covered a room filled with dozens of giant bookshelves, there was no breeze that could be felt, there was no strange smell that could be sensed other than the scent of old books from the tens of thousands of books neatly arranged on the giant bookshelves.
A contrast could be seen on one side of the room where a large wooden table could be seen, the table faced the dozens of old bookshelves that were neatly arranged, around the wooden table dozens of books were scattered as if someone had left them in a mess.
One of the books flew and fell after being thrown by the figure sitting on the chair behind the large wooden table, the figure let out a long sigh, she massaged her forehead as if tired.
Her eyelids opened, a pair of golden tiger eyes looked sharp, the figure scratched her long rough golden hair, on the top of her head a pair of golden tiger ears twitched trying to hear the silence of the room.
