Chapter 63: The True Identity of the Mysterious Caster

Under the weight of every pair of eyes in the room, the robed figure's pale hands trembled slightly as they gripped the edge of the hood, each tug seeming to cost an enormous effort.

Finally, caught between Kaelin's encouraging gaze and Sodden's unyielding stare, the figure seemed to reach some kind of decision. Both arms rose slowly, and the heavy hood began to slide back.

The first thing revealed was a head of dark brown hair, cut roughly to the jaw and slightly disheveled. Then came a face — a young Human Race girl's face, with skin so fair it was nearly translucent, delicate features that still carried a faint trace of youth not yet fully shed.

Taken on its own, her face was unremarkable — the kind you'd pass a dozen times walking through any town, no different from Lian or any other girl like her. Only in those downcast eyes was there something that didn't quite fit her age: a quiet, stubborn resilience.

A flicker of surprise passed through Raine's mind.