"Silva!"
Emery exclaimed when he saw her. The look of surprise and delight was evident on his face.
It had been three whole years since he last saw her. The 15 years old girl had certainly grown well throughout the years. The time of rapid development had brought a tremendous effect on her. There was a certain allure that fit well with her taller posture and certainly a much more prominent aura than the last time he had seen her.
A high stage, rank 9 acolyte with at least 7 pillars formed. Impressive indeed.
In that one second glance and observation, Emery finally realized how much he actually missed her.
Well, except for her insults.
Ironically, insults were the first thing she said to him after they hadn't seen each other in so long.
"You! Moron! Why are you just staring like a fool?! We are about to go on a battle here!"
