But soon, he found out that the three black spots seemed to be running after each other. The woman in front of him was a woman in her twenties, dressed in silver armor with blood stained. She was carrying a sword with a blade full of notches. Her face was pale and bloodless. She seemed very haggard and badly injured.

Although the two people behind her were covered with dust and wind, they seemed more relaxed. One had white hair, and both hands were buried behind her waist. They walked in the wind, with fairy flavor. The other name was a middle-aged young gown, with a faint smile on the...