Aina's body continued to walk forward completely out of her control. Before she could even grasp what was happening, she was sitting to the right of the man, her body trembling uncontrollably. No matter how hard she fought back, she couldn't seem to break free.
Aina clenched her jaw, her head raising to look the man in the eye.
The situation was far outside of her expectations. She sat no more than a meter and a half from a man she was certain could take her life with a thought. But, what was even more astonishing was the fact this… wasn't a man at all.
When Aina met the man's gaze, she finally noticed the familiar white irises, flickering with indifference.
There was no doubt, this was an Invalid, a true Invalid, a Variant Invalid.
Aina's heart lost control of any sense of rhythm, accelerating to the point it seemed it might fly from her chest at any moment.