Abaddon and Gabbrielle ended up standing just in front of a large window in the middle of the hallway.
Though Gabbrielle pretended that she wasn't looking at her father, she used her senses to observe him to the fullest extent possible.
Her fears seemed to have come true.
Her father felt old, very old in fact.
He used to look at everything with a sort of lightness and charismatic demeanor that was akin to a blind man seeing everything for the first time.
Or a young child fulfilling his dreams of becoming a superhero.
In comparison to the him of the past, this version seemed much more… hollow.
'So in the end, my fears came true after all…'
"Peach..?" Abaddon called.
Gabbrielle slowly turned around to face her father with a trail of tears already running down her face.
"Y-You haven't even said anything yet, why are you crying already?!" Abaddon panicked.