Nyx snapped out of her thoughts, quickly regaining her composure, only to realize…
He was standing right in front of her.
Her eyes widened as she met his gaze. Instinctively, she bowed, offering her greetings.
"N-Ninth Vein," she said, still shaken by the events, so much so that the words slipped out in a stutter.
Malakai looked at the maid who had served him for years with a calm expression. In her thirties and yet, petite in size.
'She didn't leave this place.'
With his heightened sensitivity, Malakai could now perceive even the smallest details within a five-meter radius. And he noticed it instantly.
She still wore the same clothes she had on when he entered the pit, now smeared with dirt and creased from standing in the same position for too long.
Plus, she had been the only one there as he emerged from the pit… as if she had never left in the first place.
'It's been two days.'
