"…And here I thought you'd never use the skill anymore."
Whoosh!
Just as Ataraxia was trying to figure out whose voice echoed in his mind all of a sudden, a tall silhouette appeared within the young man's spell library, forcefully stopping it from dispelling.
Taking a couple steps back after seeing the tall silhouette, the wariness and fear he had towards it immediately disappeared once he took note of the silhouette's white tunic, as well as the gradated pink hair that flowed behind its back.
"Arcane," said Ataraxia with a slightly bitter smile the moment he recognized her. "Has it really been that long since I've last used it?"
"In the grand scheme of things, it hasn't really been that much time." Giving off the feeling of a soft smile in return, Arcane shook her head. "However, that doesn't change the fact that it's been almost a year since you've last used it."
