"Huff..."
"Thankfully I escaped just in time!"
Dion gasped for breath as he felt thankful that he escaped before Cedric could complete his sentence.
'After all, I am no fool to try to separate those three!'
'They have no sense of surroundings whenever they fight and keep attacking without seeing the opponent!'
'Last time, Prince Dominic and the crown prince got hurt by Noah and Elle's power; took them a whole week to recover even after using divine powers to heal!'
Dion felt proud of himself as he fixed his clothes, but then suddenly his nostrils twitched as he inhaled a familiar scent.
'...Rose,'
Dion didn't know if he was referring to the flower or someone's name as he turned his head toward the direction of the scent.
Her ginger-red hair fluttered like delicate silk ribbons in the gentle breeze, each strand catching the sunlight and framing her face in a halo of movement.
