Namari froze, her mind racing to make sense of what she was seeing. Her confusion lasted only a second before it was replaced with something else—anger.
Her expression darkened, and she clenched her fists as she took a step forward, her voice turning sharp and demanding.
"Who are you?"
Renan tilted his head at Namari's question, feeling confused by what she was asking.
'Huh, i didn't die, but What is she saying? Does she not recognize her own child? Has she been so lost in training that she forgot what her own son looks like?' Renan thought inwardly, his brows furrowing slightly.
But before he could voice his confusion, he suddenly felt something unusual—an unfamiliar sensation at the backside of his body.
'Hmm? What is this feeling?' he wondered as a strange awareness crept over him. It was as if something was attached to him, something moving independently. Instinctively, he turned his head to look behind him, trying to locate the source of this foreign sensation.
