Holder

Ciana put back the book she grab from the shelf, and another dust entered their noses. Both of them sneezed again.

"Ruxia, lets go out from her now." Ruxia nodded and rubbed its furr on Cianas chest.

'Someone feels comfortably loved.' Her avifauna reacted. 'I knew that it was not Ibra, that was another dimension.'

'Look about before, I did not meant--' Ciana trying to let the avifauna understand what she meant but it cut her off.

'Holder, let's go out from this room.' With respect that still comes out from her avifauna, Ciana just stayed silent and Ruxia stared at her white glowing hair.

The red tiny creatures drifted and scattered out from her hands. She was wearing the creatures as gloves the entire time, from the lair to the Ibra.

"This is the negative level of Leptiarc." Ruxia talked as Ciana proceeded to go out to the door of Ibra.