Her eyes snapped open like an ancient well. Deep within her black eyes crackled bolts of primeval and violent lightning. Elegant, swift, yet destructive and chaotic in nature.
She turned and looked at Desther, their gazes met in mid-air. The lightning on her eyes dimmed, slowly returning to normal, pitch black like the abyss, as they once were.
"I've reached Tier 1," she said simply, yet her tone carried the joy she was feeling. She was smiling jovially toward Desther, it was apparent how happy she was for reaching Tier 1.
Ascending one's life rank, from a mere mortal to an Awakened Mortal was indeed a rare occasion one must be happy about.
Her happiness, though, stemmed deep and seemed to bear a lot of significance to her.
"Congratulations," Desther offered a smile on his own.
As a matter of fact, he barely knew Lexie.
