What had happened?
Molly stared in astonishment at the pitch-black world before her, having no idea what had happened. Just moments ago, she and her companions had been thinking of how to disrupt the Dark Elves' ritual, so why had they suddenly ended up here? Could this have been the ritual of those evil Fallen Ones?
"Molly!"
"What is going on?"
"Where are we?"
The other elves had awakened as well. They stared blankly around them, equally bewildered. Then, a soft laugh suddenly rang out.
"Hehehe, you all slept so soundly. It would have been nice if you had just kept sleeping forever..."
"Who's there?!"
Molly shuddered at the voice and hurriedly demanded an answer. Then she saw a girl emerge from the shadow before her, spinning gracefully. She wore a red-and-black Western dress and appeared to be human. Her glossy black hair was tied into twin ponytails behind her head, but what drew the eye most was the golden clock face in her left eye!
"You are..."
Molly felt that the girl looked familiar. After staring at her for a moment, she suddenly remembered.
"Miss Kurumi?"
"Oh my, I never thought you would still remember my name..."
Hearing Molly speak, Kurumi narrowed her eyes and revealed a smug smile.
"You... what is this all about...?"
Of course Molly remembered Kurumi. Although the Dark Elves did not pay much attention to these people, Molly had kept a close eye on them. As an elf, her senses were naturally keen. Though Kurumi rarely appeared before the elves, Molly could still sense an exceptionally dangerous aura around the girl. Whenever those crimson eyes fixed upon her, Molly felt as though a venomous snake were lurking behind her.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
With that in mind, Molly became more vigilant.