Logan stared at Evelyn, momentarily falling into a daze.
Her long, silky black hair cascaded past her shoulders, her silvery eyes carrying a hint of charm that could stop any man dead in his tracks.
Having not seen her for more than three days, Logan noticed that she had become even more beautiful.
"Let's talk for a bit."
"Okay," I nodded half-dazedly as she led me towards her room.
Before long, we arrived. I stared at her, waiting for her to speak.
"Thank you." After the silence stretched between us, growing slightly awkward, she finally spoke up.
My expression remained calmer than I expected as I replied, "it's nothing. I promised I was going to do it."
"I owe you my life."
Logan stared at her blankly, not expecting her to say such words.
He noticed the faint blush creeping across her fair, tender cheeks.
"You are now an origin warrior right? What rank are you? I can sense the vibrant origin energy in your body."
