Natty felt a sudden, violent jolt of pure shock course through her veins the moment her eyes landed on the man with the distinctive white hair. She froze in place, her breath catching in her throat for a terrifying moment.
Although she had fully expected Song to be entertaining visitors given the current situation, she had never, in her wildest dreams, expected to see the Dark Magus himself standing right there in front of her. She had every right to be afraid.
The fear that gripped her was primal and entirely justified. Even though Natty was considered one of the absolute best in the past, and despite the fact that she had been strengthening her powers even further after joining the ranks of the Noble Guild, she knew exactly where she stood in the hierarchy of power.
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