Before Sanders could reply, there came a sudden knock at the door.
Angel glanced at Sanders and said softly, "Come in."
Two fully armed people entered. One wore armor, while the other was dressed in a full-body White Bear mascot costume.
They were Leon and White Bear Hobson.
When Leon entered, his face had initially been stern and worried. But the moment he saw Angel sitting by the bed, his gaze suddenly softened. "You're awake? That's wonderful. As long as you're all right."
Leon had wanted to step closer, but a white figure beside him reached Angel first. "Angel, is the person you meant Lady Yurika?"
"My brother just woke up. Whatever you want to ask, can't it wait?" Leon frowned, his tone clearly displeased.
Angel waved at Leon, then looked at White Bear beside him.
White Bear looked anxious and exhausted, with heavy dark circles beneath his eyes. Perhaps he had not slept all night. His eyes held both pleading and a cautious wariness.
"Looking like this, you resemble a panda even more," Angel said with a smile.
White Bear froze for a moment before finally realizing that Angel was referring to his dark circles. He gave a helpless bitter smile. "It seems you've recovered well enough to still make fun of me."
Angel merely shrugged. "As for the question you asked, shouldn't you already have an answer in your heart?"
White Bear's throat bobbed, disbelief still lingering in his eyes. "It really was her?"
"Come to think of it, you came into contact with the Wizarding World even earlier than I did. You should know more about her deeds than I do."
White Bear fell silent. Indeed, when he had seen Yurika, memories of her deeds had surfaced in his heart.
Yurika the Bloodstained Shadowthorn had once been