45 Kali

That petite figure came out from the light, not in a metaphorical way, but literally walking out of the light. It was as if the brilliant light was an invisible door. She had stepped through from the other end, and immediately entered this room.

The bright but not dazzling light illuminated the entire room, as the five people who were accustomed to the darkness squinted their eyes. Their facial expressions looked nervous when their eyes landed on the figure, minds deeply reflecting over the monologue.

When the petite figured walked out the of the light, she did not land on the ground. Her feet were a few centimeters off the ground, floating quietly midair.