The wild air surrounding them blew off the woman's cape. White hair with golden streaks elegantly swayed from all sides framing a small, rounded face of a young woman who looks no older than Yllana. But only Yllana saw the bright, glowing face beneath the swirling winds.
For a second, the turbulent storms weakened. She blinked twice. Was it really a face of a human or was it something else?
"You look at me as if you know me. But I doubt that you would even remember me, Accursed One."
"You know me."
"Who wouldn't?"
"How could you have known someone who is not from the same place as yours?" Yllana was so sure. This woman might be involved or probably the one she saw peeking behind the clouds. She could feel that same energy level on the woman, but the gaze was different. It wasn't as hostile as the previous one so she concluded that it might be someone different.
