-Frey starlight POV-
My thoughts were overwhelming. The fight inside the Victoriad, staying alert for any external attacks… it was all too much.
Especially on the island, where everything that happened would be broadcast to the entire world—one could expect intense surveillance on its grounds.
That meant I probably wouldn't be able to use Balerion at all.
I tried to think of various scenarios, but my thoughts came to a halt when a girl appeared in front of me.
She was staring straight at me—long purple hair, and sharp eyes resembling those of someone from ancient East Asia. She was unusually tall for a girl. From her face alone, I estimated she was two or three years older than me. And judging by her uniform, she was also an elite, just like me.
"Frey Starlight."
"That's me."
I replied briefly, ready for anything.
She could've been one of the dissenters Ghost had warned me about.
But I was wrong.
"I'm Missandei, third-year elite. I've come to summon you."
