Coming Back To The mansion in Richalwolf Land, Ayra was staring into the room unblinking. Ever since she heard the voice, her subconscious mind wanted to push her inside. Such feeling was awful to her. Her mind was still processing the matters which were happening behind this high walls.
The silver haired old man exclaimed after playing his next turn,
" Yay! I won again!"
Strange!
Ayra thought inside her mind. As much as the old grandpa was playing the game enthusiastically, his partner wasn't having much actions like him. Instead he was sitting like a cold, ice block which was hard to decipher yet emitted a cold aura around her surrounding.
After while of her sticking her gaze on the man's back, Ayra saw his partner finally standing up from his position. Anticipation held down her breath. Her chest tightened uncomfortably when the thought of finally watching Cedric evaporated in her mind.
