"Then this Seventh Celestial… where was her guide? Her mysterious person?" Marcellus asked.
Garius fell silent, and all eyes turned to Aria.
Javier, who still had a firm grip on her hair, tilted his head. "Yeah, now that you mention it… where's your so-called guide?"
Aria smirked. "Oh, that annoying thing? I killed it already. Long before I got here."
Silence.
"…Huh?" Marcellus, Cedric, and the others were stunned.
Aria stretched her free arm, completely unbothered by Javier still holding her hair. "It was a pain, always telling me what to do, trying to 'guide' me somewhere, like I was some puppet. So, I got rid of it. Simple."
Aria's smirk widened. "Well, it's not just for me. I didn't want it annoying my sister either."
"Sister?"
"You wanna see her?"
Before anyone could react, Aria's entire body glowed. The light was blinding, forcing everyone to shield their eyes. The air trembled with an overwhelming presence, yet—strangely—it wasn't hostile.
