The Impossible
"W-Who are you?", the man asks while looking at Adhara's figure.
The violet flame is steaming around her body gorgeously like a blooming flower, the heat of the flames threatened to burn the surroundings but somehow the man is not exposed to this.
Adhara glance back before looking back at the Awakened in front of him warily, "I'm An Awakened from Ratmawati City"
"Ratmawati City...", the man mumbles.
But when he realized what Adhara just said, the man stands up in shock.
"T-The angels! The Angels have come to save us!", the man shouted as the other slaves looks at Adhara with sparkling eyes.
All of the slaves' eyes lit up, Adhara is like a candle in the dark.
Based on how rough and haggard the slaves currently look, it's hard to say for how long do they already put up with the hellish times behind these walls.
Nobody tries to help them, nobody even knows.
Adhara looks at their sparkling eyes feeling complicated,