That woman was so beautiful that it seemed that she had stepped out of a painting drawn by the most skilled gods.
Sitting in the room, her beauty seemed to be shining; it was accompanied by a regal aura, as anyone who saw her would have to kneel.
Saphrya glanced towards the darkness in the corner of this large room, then her gaze fell on the scroll in her hand.
"Did you hear clearly?" Saphrya suddenly spoke up.
In the darkness, a person wearing a black cloak that covered his body appeared. That person knelt in front of Saphrya and spoke. The person's voice was inaudible, and it was impossible to tell if the voice was male or female: "I heard it clearly, master."
Saphrya glanced at the black-cloaked figure kneeling in front of her, then looked back at the scroll: "Investigate the girl that Rayze is holding captive and... the girl's master."